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This weekend marks 5 years since I started this website and my Facebook page to share my photos and writing. The goal — then and now — was to tell stories through words and images while building a business that focuses on creative expression. Thanks to all who have supported this journey. Tell your friends to join in, and enjoy the work!
After a week of illness in the family, a Facebook hack, and the final flurry of shopping, here are a few pre-Christmas random thoughts:
• USPS at the holidays: On the last Monday before Christmas, the 8:30 a.m. line at the post office rivals that of the DMV next door.
• Ben truism: You know you're in a theater family when you "call out" sick rather than "call in" sick.
• Memo to the alien bug that invaded our bodies last week: This is your formal eviction notice. Despite the cold and windy weather, please seek shelter outside our home effective immediately.
• More cold commentary: I hear the roar of the ocean. Unfortunately it's inside my head. #hatethissnotshit
• After my Facebook was briefly hacked: If you get a friend request from me, don't accept it. As far as I can tell, we're already friends... Or, in political speak: Damn those Russians.
• Finally, here’s one worth watching. In the spirit of the holidays, we were so glad to see Walter White come back from the dead.
Celebrating the two-year anniversary — more than 700 images later — of the Daily Photo with the first image I posted to mark the launch of my Facebook photo page (www.facebook.com/ourrealityshow) and this website. Taken in Central Park in 2013.
Underground walkway at the Detroit airport — October 2011. For more photos taken in airports across the U.S., check out my Facebook album here.
Northern Virginia did not get the brunt of the huge storm that hit the Northeast on Jan. 2-3, but the smattering of snow and ice was complicated by 30 to 45 mph gusts, an extremely bright sun reflection, and wind chills in single digits. Made for some non-traditional winter photos, too... For more photos, take a look at the album on my Facebook photo page.
I grew up in Texas and lived in Houston off and on for almost a decade, most of that time inside the Loop. When I go back, usually once or twice a year, I try to break away for a little while to take pictures. The area I left in 1993 has changed, in some ways dramatically and in others little. In an album on my Facebook photography page, I've published an essay from my recent visits home.
This is my take on the city and surrounding area that I left, but that still remains a big part of who I am.
Thanks to everyone who has liked my Facebook photography page. In a flurry of activity spurred by friends who referred my work to others, the page added more than 50 "likes" on Dec. 16 and reached 1,000!
This has been an interesting experiment in social networking and building communities. I launched the page along with the updated blog and this website on July 7, 2013. After an initial bump (almost 400 likes on the first day), it has slowly but steadily grown.
The best part, for me, is that more than one-third of the likes are by people I have never met but look forward to getting to know. So again, thank you, and keep following!
Baby in the Pumpkin Patch — Clarksburg, Md., September 2013
My route into photography started when I was a newspaper reporter, and I still look at this medium from a storyteller's perspective. Still, when visiting other places, I can't resist the opportunity to capture candid moments. This was one such time.
If you'd like to see more, take a look at Candid Moments, Volume 1, a photo gallery that is up on my Facebook photo page. The album includes candids of people in 21 different cities and places I visited from late 2011 through a few weeks ago.
Status updates on Facebook are endlessly fascinating, stretching from the mundane and ridiculous to the witty and profound. The genius is the connection it helps you make to others.
I guess — no big surprise here — that’s why they call it “social” networking.
Personally, I’m not a big fan of what people are cooking for dinner, unless they are willing to share or — at the very least — provide the recipe. I’m genuinely not interested in someone’s obsessive chronicles about walking the dog, or how drunk they are (unless pictures are included, and they never should be, if you think about it). Status updates that take the form of a sermon or are overtly political also are a turnoff.
However, there are times when you bond with a person after years or hear about someone’s achievement or tragedy that affects you in ways you never would have realized without the almost instant, real-time connection. Sometimes I have laughed out loud; others have left me with tears in my eyes.
Most of the time, I look at status updates as a fun writing challenge, a way to push out a one or two-line description of the day, the punch line without the long-winded set up, or life’s simplest truths in just a few words.
Here are some of my favorites from the past few months:
• Favorite line of the day (paraphrased): "Your lives are a reality show. The sad thing is nothing gets eliminated."
• Since when did customer service become an oxymoron?
• For every drop of rain that falls, another Northern Virginia driver loses an IQ point.
Of course, because your name is at the beginning of each update, you really should start your sentence with a verb. That presents a challenge as well, if you think about it.
On that front, here are some more favorites that started with my name first and then moved quickly toward the punch line. So you say, “Glenn Cook…”
• Is in NYC with four kids by himself. To quote the father of our country at the start of the war: Gulp.
• Has a stuffed up nose and the back of my throat feeling like an all-you-can-eat raw bar buffet.
• Was reminded again tonight that the only thing getting thinner on me is on the top of my head.
• Is happy that I don't have to dress up tonight. Any more weeks like this, and I will officially pull the dry cleaning business out of the recession.
• Is waiting at the Z Pizza in Lorton to pick up dinner. An hour ago I was told it would be 25 minutes. Should have picked the Over instead of the Under on 2-for-1 night.
• Needs to reintroduce his daughters to each other: Oil, meet water.
• Can't believe it's been three years since my father died. He's gone from having a ringside seat to a spot in the upper balcony, but I'm sure he can see just fine.
Have you ever given this any thought?
Last month, everywhere I looked during NSBA’s annual conference, officials from Missouri’s Joplin Public Schools were talking about Bright Futures. The district won the Magna Award grand prize for its program, which works to build partnerships between schools and community agencies to serve students in need.
Today, the immediate future is not looking as bright, and the entire Joplin community is in need.
On Sunday, a massive tornado struck this town of nearly 50,000, killing at least 116 people and injuring more than 1,100. It is the highest death toll from a single tornado since 1953.
The event was the latest in a series of devastating spring tornados that have pounded communities across the Southeast and through the Midwest. Just four weeks ago, 315 people were killed when a series of tornadoes struck in five states — Alabama, Tennessee, Georgia, Mississippi, and Virginia.
According to news reports, the late afternoon twister destroyed three schools, leaving two others and the central office seriously damaged as it ripped through the middle of this city 160 miles south of Kansas City. Graduation ceremonies for Joplin’s Class of 2011 were wrapping up at Missouri Southern State University when the tornado struck around 5:30; the high school itself was destroyed.
The stories from Joplin shook me.
Thirteen years ago, when we lived in Rockingham County, N.C., a tornado ripped through the small town of Stoneville. Two people were killed, including a young teacher, and 27 were injured.
At the time, I was the school district’s public information officer, just 18 months on the job, with a 14-month-old daughter and 3-month-old twins at home. Jill was working as a school counselor at Reidsville Middle.
The storms throughout that spring of 1998 were fierce. We were in a weather pattern much like the one we’re seeing now in the Southeast and Midwest. Severe thunderstorm warnings, almost every afternoon, came over the weather radio that we monitored. At one point later in the year, we had a hailstorm that was so bad my car was considered totaled.
Late on the afternoon of Friday, March 20, we got word of a tornado warning in western Rockingham County. Buses were on the streets, with children having been let out of school just an hour before.
Starting around 3:25 p.m., the tornado touched down and left cut a 12-mile path, missing four of our schools by less than 100 yards. The town of Stoneville was devastated. The teacher, Beth Mitchell, was killed just blocks from Stoneville Elementary; her mother, a library aide at the school, was seriously injured.
That Saturday afternoon, I was sent over to assist in coordinating the press coverage. It was trial by fire because I had no training in handling crisis management. I decided to treat reporters the same way I would have expected to be treated when I walked in their shoes. For the most part, they were respectful, although one tried to attend the teacher’s funeral despite requests from the family that it be kept private.
The staff, many of whom lived in the town, was shell shocked. School was cancelled until that Wednesday, and Jill and other counselors were on site when students returned.
The rest of that school year is a blur, glazed by mourning. The staff’s bond was so tight, but you could see transitions coming. It was hard on everyone involved.
Thirteen years later, I remain proud of the work of the staff in Stoneville, and of the board’s response to the crisis. It showed me how communities can come together in the times of greatest stress, a life-affirming message in the wake of a horrible tragedy.
Honoring the winners of the Magna Awards — the magazine’s biggest event at NSBA’s conference — is one of the favorite parts of my job. The program, sponsored by ASBJ and Sodexo School Services, recognizes school boards and district-level programs that go above and beyond the call to improve student achievement.
Another highlight is talking to board members from around the country and learning more about their work. Each year, it seems, I meet someone new at the start of the conference and then continue to bump into that person at odd moments throughout the event.
This year, that person was Joplin board member Randy Steele; by the end of the conference, we had seen each other so often that it had become a running joke.
Bright Futures, the program Joplin won for, is no joke. The 7,747-student district received the grand prize in the 5,000-to-20,000 enrollment category for a community engagement initiative that has helped reduce its dropout rate by more than 50 percent. Bright Futures also has resulted in the development of more than 230 community partnerships, and brought in more than $300,000 in cash and in-kind donations.
One unique aspect of the program is its use of social networking — primarily Facebook — in a “rapid response” system designed to meet the basic needs of students within a 24-hour period. The Bright Futures group has 4,800 people who “like” it; the district’s Facebook page has almost 3,000.
“Whether it is providing comfort to homeless students, eating lunch with children of incarcerated parents, tutoring struggling students, or buying a pair of shoes for a child whose family can’t afford it, every single need is being filled as it is identified,” Superintendent C.J. Huff said in the district’s application.
The needs are far greater today in Joplin, and in other districts and communities that have been devastated as well. Fortunately, the district has the infrastructure in place — an infrastructure that was being leveraged just hours after the tornado.
Communication always is a struggle when disaster strikes. Phone lines are jammed or down. E-mail is non-existent. In the wake of such a devastating event, the greatest struggle can be just locating people amid the rubble.
We have not spoken to the superintendent, or to Randy Steele. Reaching people in the district via traditional methods has been impossible almost all day.
Except through Facebook.
Throughout the day, postings gave the district’s status on the Joplin Schools page. One, noting that the district was “in the process of accounting for the safety of our students, faculty, and staff,” had more than 275 comments in just six hours.
“I can’t dial out, but I’m safe,” said one.
“I pray for the safety of the rest,” said another.
“Thanks for checking on everyone,” a third said.
As the day progressed, postings were added to the Bright Futures page — requests for clothing, shoes, non-perishable food. A community conversation, in the middle of a town devastated, was starting anew.