This is the column running in Wednesday’s Kentucky Standard, announcing that I am leaving the news business (again). You can read the original here
I have a few other thoughts about my time heading a newsroom, and I plan to expound on those in a bit. But first, here is my official goodbye column:
Nelson County: It has been a privilege
It’s not you, it’s me.
When I was younger, I ended a few relationships with that explanation and was the recipient more than once.
I didn’t always mean it when I said it, and I didn’t always believe the person who said it to me.
But I mean it from the bottom of my heart as I write this column informing our readership and the community that I am stepping down as editor of The Kentucky Standard, effective Nov. 6. I have accepted another job offer that will be better for my family.
I have found that the people you perceive as hard on you early in life were, upon retrospect, teaching you the most important lessons.
For me, one of those people was a journalism professor at Northern Kentucky University, Mary Cupito. She died this week after a three-year battle with cancer.
Notice I wrote “died,” not passed away. That colloquialism would have earned a mark from her red pen. People don’t pass away, she once told me. They die.
She was teaching me how to write simply. But I have thought long and hard about that lesson the past few days. Mary died, but she did not pass away. Her legacy lives on through the many young lives that she touched and their futures she helped form.
As a longtime photographer I am well aware of missed opportunities.
I have missed many good photos because I decided I would get to it later. In springtime it might be a dogwood blooming along a rustic fence line that I drive by and think, “I’ll stop tomorrow, the light will be better.” In the winter, it could be an old tobacco barn covered in newly fallen snow, serene and isolated in the cold beauty of its surroundings.
There are many elements that separate a snapshot from a photo, chiefly composition and lighting. While a photographer can easily control composition, oftentimes the proper lighting, especially outdoors, is a matter of timing. Early mornings and an hour or so before sunset, when the light is golden and directional, are my favorite times to shoot. Problem is, I am usually either busy at those times, or when I am not, I fall into the trap of “I’ll get to that tomorrow.”
But photography, at its essence, is capturing a moment in time. And time waits for no man.
It’s not long before the blooms fall from the dogwood or the snow melts and the moment for the perfect photo passes.
I was in the bathroom the other night when I realized I have a credibility problem.
I was giving my boys a bath. Silas is 5 and Quinn turns 4 today, and already they are catching on to me.
Now, I’m not the normal bath-giver. My wife usually has that job, mostly because the boys insist that she do it, along with just about everything else they need. Around our house, it seems Daddy is for fun and for discipline. Mommy is for nurturing and, apparently, trust.
The boys were sitting in the water, surrounded by a flotilla of assorted bath toys ranging from great white sharks to plastic garden pails, when Silas started playing with one of their favorites — an old shampoo bottle. They like to suck the bath water up into it and then blast each other in the face. It’s a game that never seems to get old to them. For the innocent bystander just trying to get the little heathens clean, though, it gets pretty annoying pretty quickly. Continue reading Rule for Daddy’s stories – trust but verify→
So every once in a while, I actually get out of the office and get to break out the camera. It doesn’t happen as often as I would like. But over the past several months I’ve gotten out a few times, and I even took a few that I like. Here’s a few shots I like that I’ve taken since starting at The Standard in July.
I’ll try to be better about updating more often in the future.
This is a column I wrote for The Kentucky Standard, published on Sunday, Feb. 3, 2013.
It was shortly after the 2010 primaries when I found myself on the phone with a good friend from Ohio talking about Kentucky politics.
Rand Paul had recently upset the political order of the Kentucky Republican establishment, beating U.S. Sen. Mitch McConnell’s protégé, Trey Grayson. In an interview with National Public Radio, Paul had taken issue with the portion of the Civil Rights Act that prohibits private businesses from discriminating against people based on race, religion or national origin.
So I did the whole public relations/speech writer thing for six years. But I am a newsman at heart. So when the opportunity presented itself, I jumped at the chance to get back into the business. In July, I started as editor of The Kentucky Standard, the tri-weekly newspaper in Bardstown, Ky.
That was months ago, but I am just now getting around to updating this site. That should tell you how busy I have been. In the coming days or weeks, I will try to upload some of my work since then.