Monthly Archives: January 2009

Bad mojo

So it’s starting to seem like every time the Herald calls me in, some horrible tragedy seems to happen. First visit in, the day before a house blew up. A few weeks later, a fire truck crashed into an apartment building. And now this… another house explosion.


This happened in Gloucester, which is about an hour and a half away from my house. Needless to say, by the time I got there, things had pretty much settled down. I guess that goes with the territory when you work Sundays — I think I was the only one on duty.

Here’s the story

I’ve never been much of a spot news hound, but I gotta say, running around the state trying to get to these things has been exciting. Working at the Trib, it seemed more often than not that we’d be sent to spot news in support of the TV crew that was already there. It made sense from a convergence/cost-savings standpoint, but from a content standpoint, you can only do so much at a time.

Oh yeah, thankfully, it was a balmy 17 degrees when I got there. Quite a relief from the 2 degrees from when I woke up yesterday morning!

And it warmed up enough in the day to almost 30 that I went out and got a weather feature!


Tab lovin’

So for the past few weeks, I’ve been freelancing for the Boston Herald. Growing up a Globe guy, as well as being a former intern over there, I’ve sometimes chuckled at some of their sensational headlines and news judgment. But hey, it sells on the street, and definitely hearkens back to a different time of newspapering. Old school. Of course, the biggest way to generate some impact on the street is through images — gotta love that as a photojournalist.


And never did I get to see that in practice more than this story a few weeks ago. A fire ladder truck barreled down a slope in the Mission Hill neighborhood in Boston after its brakes failed, crashing into the library and computer center of an apartment building and killing a firefighter in the passenger seat. Inside were a bunch of kids, two of whom were injured. The girl on the front page and her brother were cut, required stitches, and were great to talk to! Pretty brave kids, given what happened to them.

Oh, and we totally scooped the Globe. It’s times like these where I love working for the underdog paper in town!