Monday, December 21, 2020

Christmas tree, O Christmas tree: Part 17

 

A job for a storyteller

When I went to work at the UNT Health Science Center in 2013, my boss, the legendary Tim Doke, introduced me to the HSC president as his “storyteller.”

I was surprised at the title since I had been hired at what was essentially a public relations job. But I embraced it with considerable enthusiasm.

I had spent a long six-months looking for a job after being laid off at The Dallas Morning News before Doke plucked me out of the dustbin and put me in charge of publications at UT Southwestern Medical Center, where he was senior vice president of the communications, marketing and public affairs division.

I followed him when he grew tired of the hidebound bureaucracy of UT Southwestern and moved west to HSC in Fort Worth.

At HSC, Doke gave me a free hand in building a communication team that eschewed a traditional promotional approach and embraced the idea that storytelling was the best way to build HSC’s reputation and heighten its profile in a community that had no idea what it was or what it did.

When I hang these HSC ornaments on the Gunnels Christmas tree, they fill me anew with the sense of pride and accomplishment I felt during my years at HSC, where I learned a valuable lesson: Left unchallenged, the assumptions of a lifetime can be just plain wrong.

Like most journalists, I harbored an abiding distrust and disrespect for the PR profession. I loftily distained the work of company “flacks,” considering them at best incompetent and at worst paid liars.

Some were, of course. But not all. Given the opportunity to do the right thing, most PR types can be extremely helpful to harried journalists, particularly in this dismal time of newsroom layoffs and dwindling resources.

Perhaps I’m delusional, but I’d like to think I was one of the good ones.

This I know. With Doke’s unwavering support, I hired a group of former journalists committed to telling the HSC story – its dedicated faculty and staff, its remarkable students and the exemplary work they all were doing to improve community health, train the next generation of health providers and extend the frontiers of medical research.

Together, we completely transformed HSC’s main promotional publication – the moribund Solutions magazine – updating its design and filling it with well-written stories and exciting photographs.

We also launched an aggressive media relations effort that succeeded in convincing local, regional and even national news organizations to take note of the work being done on our campus.

We did it without vapid marketing slogans and the exaggerated institutional boilerplate that undermines credibility and effectiveness.

And we did it without sacrificing truth and accuracy. By telling and selling compelling stories, we convinced media professionals and the public at large to trust us. That’s no small thing.

I preached, at every opportunity, the doctrine of good PR: Never lie, never try to hide bad news (the truth wins out, always) and never fall back on the cowardly “no comment.”

“No comment,” I told my bosses repeatedly, “is interpreted by reporters – and the public – as ‘We did it.’”

For as long as it lasted, it was glorious.

Eventually, Doke moved on and other – less enlightened – executives took his place. When my department was handed over to a former political appointee of Trump’s U.S. Department of Health and Human Services, I knew the end was nigh.

It came last July, in the middle of a pandemic-plagued summer, when I finally was handed my walking papers. One of my last acts was ushering into print the final issue of Solutions magazine, yet another victim of COVID budget cuts.

I’ve spent my entire career as a storyteller, both inside and outside journalism. I consider it a noble calling.

When I cleaned out my HSC office last summer, one of the final things I packed up was a framed quotation from the late Brian Doyle, who did the same job I did – only better – at the University of Portland.

“I am a storycatcher, charged with finding stories that matter, stories about who we are at our best, who we might still be, because without stories, we are only mammals with weapons.”

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