My #facebook timeline today reminded me of this awesome awkward #selffarley taken 5 years ago in Boston at my last @journalismeducation #convention. #selfportrait
It was the last of 13 consecutive national journalism conventions, and I had started losing faith in my ability to connect to a larger audience. My favorite part of the convention was sitting in my hotel room and talking to my son about music.
I had always hoped that I would make more of a difference and influence how stories were told so that they were more meaningful and truthful. I also hoped that I would impress some of the people who were closest to me, and I wanted my own kids to have the opportunity to be part of this community. I didn't want them to feel like outsiders.
Unfortunately, I lost my own voice chasing someone else's approval. I don't want my kids to follow that example. I would prefer that they be defiant outsiders. Our world needs more of them anyway.
I miss some of the people and bright students, but not as much as I would have thought, and I don't miss Boston. I have never been a fan of #boston, even less so now. And if the @rams lose the #superbowl to the @patriots....