A grim-faced policeman stood in front of a yellow barricade. He was stopping anyone from passing. When I showed him my press pass, he let me go, but said I would have to leave my car and walk the rest of the way. The fast-moving F3 tornado, with peak winds between 150 and 206 mph,... Continue Reading →
How we live our lives
One sports journalist called Pedro Gomez “a good guy.” Another described how the news reports of Gomez’s untimely death ruined his Super Bowl Sunday. Another reporter, Howard Bryant, told the story of filling in for the regular beat writer while at the Oakland Tribune, when Oakland A's manager Tony LaRussa went off on a tirade... Continue Reading →
Journalism 101: Just the facts
The guy looked like a used car salesman in his jacket and tie and large binder, but his bulky linebacker frame, the rapid movement of his eyes, his mess of fiery red hair, and waving arms gave the impression of a crazed lunatic. He stalked back and forth in front of the receptionist’s desk and... Continue Reading →

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