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Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

It’s official.  My bio is up on WHDH‘s website, so I’m officially part of the team.  I can’t tell you how super excited I am about being back here in Boston.

To be honest I didn’t think I’d be back.  After the first winter in Charlotte, which was sunny and gorgeous, hubby and I kind of thought we’d never leave the South.  We imagined my next career move could take us to Atlanta or we’d just stay in Charlotte forever; we didn’t contemplate a move back to the Northeast.  I even donated almost all of my winter coats and most of my snow gear.  We were done with snow.

Then came the call to come up for three months.  The station needed some freelance reporters to fill in as two reporters were out on maternity.  I hesitated.  I didn’t want to move back, live with friends and work at a station that was once competition (I’d worked at the Fox affiliate from 2003-2006).  We had dear friends here in Charlotte and while on sabbatical, I had finished my first novel, volunteered a ton, and took improv classes.  I was happy.  But I missed working.  So I took the assignment with this in mind, I’ll hate it and know I’m done with news or I’ll have some new, updated stories for my resume reel.  But it didn’t take long for me to remember why I loved reporting in a big market; stories of national and international significance were constantly happening.  I was covering the police raid of the accused Time Square bomber’s Connecticut home.  I was standing outside the Garden as the Celtics attempted another championship.  I interviewed a concert violinist who left her instrument on a transit trolley, only to have it returned.  Even with all that, I still hesitated when the station offered me a full time position.

I thought I wanted to pursue my news anchoring dreams more.  I thought I wanted to focus on my fiction writing.  I thought I might try something outside of TV news.  But in the end, I couldn’t imagine doing anything else but telling peoples’ stories; using their words,  my words, my photographer’s video.

While at WHDH during those three temporary months, I gained new perspective, saw a new opportunity, and regained my love of TV news.  Ultimately, what I found was a new place to call home.

White in Whitefield

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

I arrived home at 2:30 this morning after my live report from Whitefield, NH last night.  On Google Maps, Whitefield is 160 miles from Boston.  It’s nearly 3 hours away and I think it was about the farthest distance I’ve traveled, by car, for a story in a long time, maybe ever.

We didn’t get the word that we’d be going to the mountains of New Hampshire until about 6:00pm.  And I knew I was in trouble.  Of all days, I left my rain/snow pants and boots in my car.  I thought twice about it that afternoon when I parked my car, but I didn’t grab it (darn!).  So on the way up north, we had to stop and get me some boots and socks!

We arrived at the foothills of the Twin Mountain area around 8:00pm.  The sun had just set and it was spectacular.  I wish I got video and didn’t just snap shots with my cell phone; but I was harried!

The area is a resort town, so when we arrived in town it was buttoned up.  We had to travel several more miles to Whitefield before we found civilization outside a Cumberland Farms.

It was 9:00pm by the time we interviewed several locals, who were so sweet to talk to us.  They were all genuinely surprised to see us.  Apparently last spring snow is part of living in Whitefield, so they didn’t know why it was such a big deal. I had to explain, snow on tulips is unusual for us in Boston.

We had a live story for the 10:00pm and the 11:00pm shows.  All went smoothly.  Then it was the long ride home.  The moon was full, the mountain range stunning, but my flipcam and cell phone camera couldn’t capture the beauty.  I guess I’ll just have to return another time, when I’m not working, to fully enjoy its beauty.

Farewell Winter

Thursday, March 11th, 2010

Imagine the snowman as winter and that’s how I felt about him this year.  Freezing cold days and 5 inches of snow (says my friend John Ahrens at WSOC).  Is it just me or did this winter seem relentless?  I was starting to fear a serious Vitamin D deficiency.

Hubby and I moved here more than 3 years ago and thought we’d struck atmospheric gold, when every day appeared to be the perfect shade of blue. 

The good news, there are only 8 more days until spring and 101 days until summer.  But the first sign of spring is Sunday when we change our clocks to Daylight Saving Time.  Winter, it’s been fun, but I’m going to greet spring with a warm embrace!