A Car

I have a yen to drive my Mustang. It wasn’t the fastest car or the safest. But it was my first car. I bought it with money from a part time job at Show Biz Pizza Place (Chuckie Cheeses). I was 16 years old and had saved up 350.00 bucks a small fortune for me then. (Who am I kidding if someone gave me 100 dollars today I’d be happy.) I looked every day in the classifieds trying to find a car that would suit my budget. Trust me in 1988 it wasn’t hard to find car for 300 bucks, now if you wanted it run and have wheels that would cost you extra. In the end I located a Mustang 1971 fastback; it was being sold by family just down the street from us. It cost 600 dollars… I was a bit short. My parents thankfully came through with the other half. I was thrilled. Only one problem it was a stick shift, and I wanted to drive it home. My parents reluctantly said ok. I manage to get to the corner of Silverside Rd and Shipley. When the car and I encounter a bit of a hill and I really do mean a bit, but it was enough to stymie the shifter and me. In the end my dad took over and pulled my car into the drive way. It looked so sweet, a new burgundy paint job with pin stripes and best of all it was mine.




But like most sixteen years my love affair with my car comes to end when the bills on supporting the car came. Then I was in car accident and that was the end of that. My car ended up in the junk yard.



I’ve had other cars since then: Omini, Dodge Shelby, Toyota Tercel, my husbands Jeep Wrangler, Ford Taurus, and lastly a Honda Odyssey. The last car has carried my family on errands and long trips safely and comfortably, something the Mustang couldn’t have done.



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Week Three

I spent my third week in .Com it’s always bustling with the latest news and wonky pieces. And trust me there are some pieces of video that bring out the movie quotes in all of us. And other articles that make me shake my head and wonder how and why we got where we are today.



After spending a week away from the newsroom, I walked back into the world of finding video, sound bites and stills that best bring the story to life for the viewer. Saturday went o.k. I think no serious flubs; the person providing some hand holding, really helped me out and I appreciated it greatly.

Sunday…. Not so much. I let myself get bogged down in a human interest story while a good piece wasn’t so deserving of all the attention I gave it. I firmly believe any journalistic piece should be able to stand on its own merits with out a heavy coming in to help tip the scales. I was wrong when I failed to articulate my concerns. In doing so I made a serious error in judgment, when I let a more important story fall by the way side. I let my team down.



It’s won’t happen again.



Beside I don’t have time to dwell on it. Adjust my course learn from my mistakes. And move forward.



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