I’m Darren Samuelsohn, and this islove, journalism. First time visiting? Please sign up for my love letter from the beat. Listen to recordings of ‘The love, journalism Show’ here.’ When my dad was around my age, he did something that didn’t have a name yet. I was fresh out of college, somewhere between lost and launched, and I had pointed myself at Japan. Every few days or weeks I’d fire off an email dispatch to anyone who wanted it — family, friends, whoever gave me their address.