I would just like to take a moment to acknowledge the extraordinary acts of kindness and decency I have witnessed this week. As many know by now, this week was a difficult week for many of us in the publishing industry, yours truly included.

This week saw the layoffs of roughly 4,000 Pearson employees around the globe, many of them here in Indiana, some in Boston, others in New York, and still more scattered around the country. I was one of many Pearson people whose job was eliminated this week during a massive corporate restructuring.

I’m not here to whine about that though. I am here to recognize the outpouring of love and support I’ve received since learning the news Tuesday. I’ve been contacted by people from all areas of my life, offering love, support, advice, and even possible employment opportunities. To all those who have reached out to me, I give you my sincerest thank you. It’s people like you who remind me that the world has far more good than bad, even if the bad things get the bigger headlines.

I spent 19 years of my life with Pearson (originally Macmillan Computer Publishing). I grew up at Pearson. I met and married the love of my life at Pearson. I became a father, twice, while at Pearson. The people I work with there are more than coworkers. They’re extended family. To them, I give my love and unending admiration. We are a tough bunch of publishing people who know the industry and pack more editorial punch than many working in loftier trade publishing positions. If your company is lucky enough to hire a former Macmillan/Pearson employee, you know what an asset you have.

I also want to acknowledge Pearson itself. While I disagree with many of the more recent business decisions – decisions that ultimately led to this week’s bloodletting – I respect the company and wish those I’m leaving behind the best of luck. Pearson is operated by kind and caring people, and thanks to their generosity, I don’t need to break my neck finding a new job. I have time (and the financial wherewithal) to take my time and find the right job, not just the available one.

I would also like to thank those who had the unenviable task of delivering the bad news to a lot of good employees, and who now are tasked with charging ahead in a company that looks radically different today than it did on Monday. I thank you for your professionalism and kindness during what had to have been a nightmare for you, too.

So, I will close with saying if you know anyone who needs a great publishing professional (editorial, marketing, management, design…you name it) hit me up. I might just happen to know a few dozen top-notch people who could help you out.

While I am still a Pearsonite until February 26, I am starting my ZZ Top beard now, and shopping for a VW bug that I can hippy up. I’m also thinking about converting it into a taco truck so that I can travel the country, playing guitar (I’ll learn along the way) and slinging tacos. I might even start my own Mariachi band. This business model can’t fail. Trust me.

Peace and love to all of you, including my soon-to-be-former coworkers. I think I’ll miss you most of all, my fellow scarecrows.