The Longest Day

Brian Covington has updated his blog, http://www.whnt.com/Global/Link.asp?L=160944 , with his best picks of 2005.

One of his picks was our trip to Savannah back in January to welcome home the troops of the 279th signal battalion. At the moment I write this, that was longest I've ever gone without sleep covering a news story.

It began at 5am one morning, when I just woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. At 5pm that afternoon I found out we'd be going down to Fort Stewart. We drove all night, never going to sleep, to be live in the morning show, live at noon, live at 4:30, live at 5, live at 6 and a taped story at 10. It finally ended at around 9pm that night, after 39 hours without sleep.
Below are some of the pictures from Savannah, including one of Brian and photographer Dave Schmidt standing out looking at what had to be the biggest ship I've ever seen.

The Competition Did It Again

Last night I heard them say something I've mentioned before. "Rescue crews raced to the scene." That's just funny. Why would crews be racing each other? And why don't they ever tell us who won?

Everyone Loves a Parade

This Saturday I will be the Grand Marshal of the Fyffe Christmas Parade. That's two years in a row. But it won't be the same this year. Last year Chris Davis rode in the parade with me. This year he's down in the big town of Birmingham working at Fox 6.

Sand Mountain Goes to the Shoals

Thursday we had to go over to Florence to work on a story. So we worked out of our bureau in the Shoals.

ROAD LESS TRAVELED

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference

Robert Frost

November 5 

November 4 

November 3 

November 2 

November 1 

Fall 6 

Fall 3 

Fall 5 

Fall 2 

Fall 1 

The Blog

I'm not sure that the blog will be back like I used to have it. I may update, then go away for awhile. But I don't think I'm going to pull the plug all together. We'll see how it goes.

So Maybe

The blog isn't gone for good.