Author Archives: Rick

About Rick

Writer, photographer, thinker of deep thought . . . too bad I only write about shallow ones.

Bluster and Drizzle

The rain started as we pulled into town. Not the rain we were promised — driving, pounding, deep, the kind of rain sure to produce a glowing case of Swampass. No, this rain was special — a nasty case of … Continue reading

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Yah Nasty

There are few things worse than coming home smelling like a photog — crackhouse fires, sewer plant explosions, swamp ass, eaux de politician — most days, I could knock a buzzard off a shit wagon. Lately, I’ve cleaned up pretty good. … Continue reading

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I Don’t Know How

The rain pounded on the roof of my live truck. It was the first time in 12 days that I had time to think — to process what has happened in my city. A man was killed by police. I … Continue reading

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Hobo Video

Where did you edit your story yesterday? I won’t bore you with the details of how I came to be squatting under a bridge with my best Troll impersonation. (Dead bodies in the median of a heavily-travelled interstate will to … Continue reading

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Oh, The Places You Will Go (with apologies to Dr. Seuss)

See the world, they said, Far-off lands from books you’ve read. Beautiful sights, and strange food to be fed. See the country, blue, white, and the red. But this is what they should have said. Oh, the places you will … Continue reading

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Heroes are Human

How do you cover a story that hits too close to home? Paul Gates was a journalistic giant. For more than thirty years, his investigations shined a light on the dark side of politics, business, and law enforcement, and sent … Continue reading

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I’m Too Old For This Shit

Yeah, it’s a cheesy cliche, but Roger Murtaugh knew what he was talking about. I turned 50 this week, and while, with the help of modern medicine, that may be no great accomplishment, it did cause me to stop and think. … Continue reading

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