"He doesn't take a long break on the bench," Trott writes. "In fact, he is constant motion, dropping off papers to Main Street businesses at a furious pace, rarely stopping to chat to town folk who call out 'Hi, Newt!' as soon as he opens the door," Trott writes. "If no one greets him, he'll announce 'It's the paperboy.' It's sounds strange to hear a 94-year-old refer to himself as a 'boy.'"
But "paperboy is a bit too casual of a title for Newt," Trott writes. "This man has lunched in the White House with John F. Kennedy, corresponded with presidents Truman, Nixon, Ford, Clinton, Bush No. 1 and on and on. He was the youngest president of the California Newspaper Publishers Association. He even had the honor of riding with Humphrey Bogart in an elevator in 1952, except Newt didn't think it was an honor," mainly because he didn't recognize the actor and mistook him for a gangster.
For now, Newt has no plans to retire. His son, Charley, who now runs the paper, told Trott, "When he was 75, he was thinking of retiring. I told him, 'Show me three of your friends that are retired and still alive.'" Since then, Newt has remained active, delivering his weekly papers and talking to old and new friends around town. (Read more)