It's 1:00 AM. I just got home from work. Long day... ecstasy lab story in Ocala. Check it out here (disregard mic issues in the beginning).
Before work, my former intern Chris Gilmore and I drove to High Springs and delivered presents to Mrs. Williams. Her daughters were at their grandma's house so we were able to sneak in and hide everything. Mrs. Williams said she'd take pictures of the girls opening the gifts on Christmas morning. Can't wait to see them.
Mrs. Williams is a trip! She had me PEEING in my pants talking about my co-workers and I. She said we all need to have a drink before we go on air. In our defense, I explained the challenges of one-man-banding. She listened, making jokes along the way.
Mrs. Williams had something to say about every A-block story we did in the past month- the woman had our rundowns memorized!
People really do watch. The stories we bust our asses filming, writing, and editing are affecting people. Yeah, we're the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed reporters making no money in market 160, (the bottom of the barrel according to Nielsen market estimates) but we're still touching people.
Sometimes it takes stepping out from the daily grind and doing something for a stranger to realize the true worth of your work.
We left Mrs. William's house with a piece of rum cake and encouragement to take on the world.
Fixin our rum cake :)
Chris Gilmore and Mrs. Williams