KUCHING: I often picture veteran journalist, James Alexander Ritchie, whenever his name is mentioned among media practitioners.
Every story he shared as a journalist and author left me in awe.
Although I didnt know him personally, I had the opportunity to read the books he authored, such as ‘Tun Ahmad Zaidi: Anak Watan Sarawak’ and ‘Bujang Berani’.
Then, in early April this year, I was fortunate – or perhaps destined – to meet him for the first and, sadly, the last time.
Our meeting took place at a hotel on Jalan Ban Hock, where I was assigned to interview him.
Upon arrival, I greeted him – he was using a walking stick – shook his hand and introduced myself.
As I guided him to his seat, he asked about my background and even my height.
“Oh, you’re a very tall young man,” he said with a smile when I told him I was six feet tall.
We spent nearly two hours discussing a prominent Sarawak leader during the formation of Malaysia.
After the interview, we chatted more casually, exchanging stories and personal views on various topics.
Behind his warm smile and gentle demeanour, I saw someone who felt like an uncle – even a grandfather – to me.
He offered advice on both career and life, which I listened to with full attention.
Before we parted ways, we took a selfie – a small but now deeply meaningful memory.
He handed me his business card, as if signalling that our connection should continue.
Unfortunately, I never got the chance to follow up.
News of his passing last Saturday (May 3) touched me more deeply than I expected. Though our encounter was brief, its impact was lasting. I’m grateful for the opportunity to have met him, even if only once.
Every word of advice he gave me will stay with me for life. And I will always think of him whenever I hear ‘Stuck on You’ by Lionel Richie – a song he loved to sing.
Thank you, James Alexander Ritchie.
