Because you’re you.

An editor sent me an e-mail last week and told me one of my two stories that day was going to run on the front page.

I didn’t believe him.

It was a fine story, but there wasn’t much I had to add to the basics — charges in a year-old killing on the side of a freeway. Documents were sealed, investigators not talking, family not interested in interviews.

I’d had better days and done better work.

The editor came over to my desk.

“I shouldn’t tell you this,” the editor said. “I think it’s running out front because you’re the one writing it.”

How ’bout that.

The week before I’d had a story run on the front because of my work tracking it down.

This wasn’t like that. But who am I to turn down an A1 story?