One of my biggest pet peeves as a journalist is when people ask me if all I do is chase cop cars and photograph murders.
For one thing, I’ve only chased a cop car once, and even then, I had to park my car in a hotel parking lot and hike half a mile up an exit ramp onto I-83 to the scene of a traffic-stopping accident.
For another, I’ve never photographed a murder. I’m pretty sure — well, I hope — I never will, either.
And, finally, when people ask me such things, I have to take a deep breath and remind myself and them that we don’t just cover sad or bad things. We’re not just a source of doom and gloom, and I can only hope that people recognize that we do report on stories of hope, growth and triumph.
Stories like this one: of the Breault and Shue families whose sons are slowly but surely learning to navigate beyond their diagnoses of dyspraxia, ADHD and other developmental delays.
Check out Bill’s story for more information about Andrew, Bubba and Collin.
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