About a week and a half ago I went down to Strafford, Missouri on assignment for the Boston Globe. One of their metro feature writers was coming to the southern part of the state to report on a few legs of the One Run for Boston marathon relay, a 3,300-mile trip from coast to coast that was scheduled to end around midnight Sunday. Three British folks wanted to do something to respond to the April 15 Boston Marathon bombings, so they organized this relay.
The writer decided to focus on Dan Bohannon, an amateur runner who signed up to run leg #173 which would pass through his home town.
So, we went down a little early and met up with Dan as he watched the relay torch, nicknamed Miles, make its way through Springfield. The 90-plus degree heat meant the pace had slowed a bit, and Dan’s scheduled 8:30 p.m. start time got pushed back closer to 10 p.m.
Now, at 8:30 there was still a little light. By 9:40, it was all gone. Photojournalists are, among other things, problem solvers, so I had to figure out how to make some storytelling images without very much light to work with at all. Here’s what I was able to come up with.
Once again, I was reminded of why being a photojournalist is one of the greatest things in the world. I got to skip town for a little while and go meet some really cool people doing some really cool stuff in a part of the state I haven’t been to before. And I got paid to do it!