My byline is moving across the country.

On Aug. 29, I start my new job as the business reporter at the Duluth News Tribune, ending the eight-year chapter of my life spent in the West and starting the next stretch of discovering, writing and root-setting. So many people made this possible, and it’s impossible to list them all. Thank you to all the family, friends, editors, professors, colleagues, sources and strangers that led me to this incredible opportunity. I’m ready for What’s Next.

In the meantime, I’ve stayed busy here at The Columbian. A few highlights:

Our Oil Town series continued with a closer look at the jobs Vancouver Energy is promising at its proposed oil-by-rail terminal at the Port of Vancouver.

A story I wrote about an elderly landlady’s struggle with Comcast prompted the state Attorney General’s Office to lend her a hand.

Nearly 20 years since being annexed into the city and doubling Vancouver’s population, I profiled the character, growth and vision of east Vancouver.

I also got to peak inside the expanded HP Inc. campus where the company’s CTO unveiled the “next industrial revolution,” 3-D printing.

Then there were a few fun stories in a bitcoin ATM at Vancouver Mall, a crackdown on signature-gatherers at WinCo and, a perennial favorite, another brewery coming to Vancouver.

My pal Dameon went to the final day of adjudication for the Vancouver Energy terminal, and I edited the story he wrote that leaves us waiting — how many more months until we get a decision from the state board and ultimately the governor on the project? Though I won’t be writing about it, you know I’ll be watching.

Looking through old posts — jeez, nostalgic already? — I realized I never shared my story about Dean Yankee, who runs a garage sale “no one else wanted to have.” I took a chance writing this largely in the second person but I think it was the best way to capture the scene and his personality.

My next transmission will come from the shores of Lake Superior. Until then, remember to support local journalism, folks.