The Reality Of Any Place Is What

For A While There, I Was A Stringer. The Expression Comes From The Old Habit Of Stringing Together The Column Inches That You Had Written. They'd Measure It And Pay You 10 Cents An Inch For Your Printed Copy.

I Saw How Many People Were Poor And How Many Kids My Age Went To School Hungry In The Morning, Which I Don't Think Most Of My Contemporaries In Racially Segregated Schools In The South Thought Very Much About At The Time.

It Does No Harm Just Once In A While To Acknowledge That The Whole Country Isn't In Flames, That There Are People In The Country Besides Politicians, Entertainers, And Criminals.

I Don't Think I Had A Reputation As A Hard Worker, But Inside I Was Always Being Eaten Up By The Pressures.

I Didn't Like The Competitiveness Of Big-time Journalism.