I can thank the newspapers for allowing me to know nearly everyone in my hometown, for never needing to look very far for a summer job, for the rush that comes with accident chasing, and most likely for becoming a photographer. I was at a photojournalism conference during college when I met a wedding photographer who had switched from journalism at a major newspaper and that’s when I knew I could actually make a career (not newspaper related) out of it. I still have my dad’s old pentax that I learned on in for art class in high school and becoming a photographer for the newspaper was my first opportunity to learn on a dslr.

So I guess I mean thank you for the post, newspapers are always nostalgic for me. I hate to think what the next 10 years will bring for them.

Tucker: How’s momma?
Gilbert: She’s fat.
Tucker: Come on, man. She’s not all that big, Gilbert.
Gilbert: What?
Tucker: Listen, I saw a guy at the state fair who was… a little bit bigger.
Gilbert: A little bit bigger?
Tucker: Look, all I’m sayin’ is that she’s not the biggest I ever seen, okay?
Gilbert: Tucker, she’s a whale!
Tucker: Well, take her out for a walk once in a while.
Gilbert: Take her out for a jog!
Arnie: She’s a whale! Tucker, she’s a whale!