This is the story of two 16-year olds:
Earlier this week I mounted a remote camera behind the pilot's seat for the story about a 16-year old girl who's taking flight lessons. (scroll down to see the eariler post from Wednesday.) Things couldn't have gone better photographically for that assignment. Yesterday, while covering a college graduation not far from my apt., our reporter mentioned to me backstage in a hushed tone, "We had another homicide last night... A 16-year old stabbed to death." A comment like that immediately takes the wind out of your sails, so to speak, and I could feel the creativity & spirit of covering a graduation on the sunny Spring morning leave my body. We talked briefly on the few details he had so far on the crime, only blocks from my house. There had been a fatal drive-by shooting a week earlier in the neighborhood, and I'd just rushed to the scene where another teenager fired shots in the air along Broadway on Tuesday evening, (left). Instinct told me I'd be photographing the scene where family, friends and neighbors erect a candlelight vigil with photos of the victim, a 16-year old (below). We learned later that this kid had been incarcerated for 3 or 4 months in the county jail. The red handkerchiefs at the scene are obviously gang symbols as well. I've seen far too many of these street-side memorials in my career, that's for sure.
"Is it just me, or does anyone else see anything wrong with this overall picture...?"