In five months, I turn 39 years old. I wouldn’t consider myself old, but I’m not young either.
At no time has this fact been more clear than in past two days I’ve spent attending a computer-assisted reporting conference in Baltimore.
Many of the attendees appear to be younger than 30, but don’t let their age fool you. Many of those I’ve in the last 48 hours are some of the smartest and most dedicated journalists I’ve had the pleasure of meeting.
Yesterday, I spent most of day learning how to use digital maps to tell a story. The mapping mini-boot camp started at 9 a.m. and lasted till 5 p.m. At no time during the class did I wonder when the day-long session might end.
The class was fast paced.
I learned that a color-coded map embedded with photos and charts might be better tool to tell the tale of an election than a 15-inch story.
So far today, I’ve been to three sessions, with three more on tap.
I’ll let you know what else this old dog has learned.