Oct 23, 2009 2:08 PM Posted by Be_Frank
It's not all wildfires and car chases that make up my day at work.
Okay, sure, the people who bean count might wish those stories filled
the time, but the reality is that we cover other stories.
If you were watching our newscast earlier this week and happened to see a Stacey Butler
story about the woman on whom Dan Brown based a character featured in
his latest magnum opus, there were a few shots of the book itself that
you might find interesting.
Yes, it was a slow day. i was working a day side shift, but the
reporter (Stacey) I was assigned to work with wasn't going out into the
field.
No HD liveshots for me that day, but there were a couple of elements
for her story she was going to need. Nice shots of the book itself.
Having been shiuffling from van to van over the last couple of months,
I've left a good deal of my "specialty" gear at home. One of the
basics that I use all the time is a large piece of dark black material
used to create impromptu product stages. The material I use is called
duvatine (or duvetyne) and you buy it from photo and video supply
stores.
Nope. I had none with me that day, so being the MacGruber kind of guy
that I am, I used a black fleece hoodie jacket that I happened to have
with me that day.
I set up my camera in the garage area of the station and shot into the side of the van.
I also narrowed the light on the book by using a piece of black wrap.
That's a thick aluminum foil material sold also at photo and video
supply stores.
Good for shaping light, but not so good for storing leftovers.
Like I said, it wasn't a particularly busy day, but even the little
odds and ends need to be shot and that's what I do. I shoot things.
Sometimes the backstory is more interesting than the actual story, but
the cool thing is that every day is something different.
Plus they pay me.
What I do isn't as complicated as a Dan Brown plot, but I could throw
in a couple of car chases and maybe a fire and heck, maybe we could get
Tom Hanks interested in playing a role in the movie version of my life
at work.
Tom would have to be content with the sidekick or comic relief role.
If there's a movie to be made, darned if I'm not playing the part of
beFrank.
Helloooo? Hollywood?
Oct 20, 2009 10:15 PM Posted by Be_Frank Quick question, what were you doing when it was raining last week?
Were you miserable? I was a little, because I was working a big ol'
NewsCentral dayside shift up near the fire burn areas in La Canada. The first big rain of the season and I'd really like to tell you that my years of experience means that I was ready for it. I wasn't. It
never fails that I always refuse to believe what other people were
telling me. It was fixing to rain and I should have had my rain gear
out and be good to go.
The rain was falling, but not very hard (most of the time) and all my
good stuff was sitting right in the van in a large duffle that I keep
packed for three different types of weather.
No. It doesn't do me any good at all in the bag.
Also, yes, the "bad pinkie" was still freshly stitched and should have been kept clean and dry as per doctors orders.
In my defense, I have to say, I've been fooled before. I've stood
out in remote parts of sunny California waiting for "Stormwatch" to hit
and argued with disbelievers back at the station.
me -It not raining.
pinhead - Are you sure?
Am I sure? Really? You want me to double check if I'm standing in the middle of rain and might somehow not be aware of it?
 I hate to disappoint.
Nearly as much as I hate to be standing behind a foggy lens with no hope of staying dry while waiting for a liveshot to happen.
There I stood in my damp tennis shoes. I was working with Randy
Paige. We put together a story on the residents of the area picking up
sand bags and also showed heavy equipment workers dropping concrete
k-rails to divert the expected mud flow.
The gray cloudy skies didn't really bring down my mood. My soggy clothes did that just fine.
I'll be ready next time.
Oct 14, 2009 7:41 AM Posted by Be_Frank It's almost time to start my shift, so I have to go check in at the
assignment desk. That means you just get a few pictures for now. I
promise to come back later to fill in the blanks. Well, that's the plan, unless my assignment takes me somewhere interesting. We'll just have to see.
(Hey! Okay, I'm back!)
Just woke up and it seems like all I have time to do when I get home is
grab a bite to eat, fall asleep wherever I sit down, crawl into bed and
start it all over again the next morning when I get up to go to work.
What happened to free time?
I can't help but think it might actually be my own fault. Shucks, I
could have had plenty of free time this past weekend if I hadn't
volunteered at the APTRA Academy.
What's that? It's an annual weekend broadcast news training boot camp
sponsored by the Associated Press Radio and Television Association.
People who think they'd like to jump into the broadcast journalism pool
have the opportunity to spend the weekend networking and learning from
people who actually work in the field of TV news.
We all take part in a mock breaking news story and spend the two days
putting the story together, then present selected pieces for a critique.
Dozens of working fire and law enforcement professionals (and also
professional actors) donate part of their weekend to perform in the
mock news story in order to add to the realism.
This is the fifth year I volunteered to help out.
The attendees are split up into groups (hello, "Blue Crush") and I usually shoot and edit for one of the groups.
My bad pinkie (see earlier posts) prevented me from shooting this year,
but I did manage to hang in there the whole weekend and edit for two
groups.
It's a fun weekend. A lot of work, but it gives the participants an
opportunity they might never have. They get to see a little bit of
what it's really like to cover the news.
It also gives them a chance to network with working news people who are
willing to be mentors and actually want to help along the next
generation.
So, that's why I once again find myself zombified and trying to drag
myself through another week of work. It was a ten hour day yesterday
and I spent most of it standing out in the bad weather.
I kept wondering something as I hauled my soggy self in and out of the
van for multiple liveshots in the rain. I wondered if the folks who
attended the APTRA Academy realize that not every day is interesting
and full of excitement.
Some days are just normal days at the office. You get rained on. You
miss meals. You depend on the kindness of strangers for bathroom
facilities (and you also get your stitches wet against specific
instructions from your doctor).
These are just the regular old days at work for me. Of course, I wouldn't trade them for anything.
I just wonder why anyone else might feel the same. Oct 9, 2009 12:58 PM Posted by Be_Frank Whew.
My schedule the last few weeks has been pretty random. Early calls,
late nights and odd assignments are always a standard thing for me, but
wow. I don't think I started work at the same time more than two days
in a row in the last couple of weeks. I also don't think I was at home
or had two full days off in row in the last month and a half.
It's like I always tell my lovely wife, "Okay, some of that might be my fault."
On to last night.
We were in Norwalk and we were only in the 11:00pm newscast last night,
so I had a randomly odd thirty seconds to think about things.
Lots and lots going on in my personal life. It feels like I'm building
towards something (but don't ask me what), so my free time is tight.
My family time is tight. My time for working in the yard or around the
house is nearly non-existent.
Hmm, not exactly sure where I was going with this, but there wasn't a lot of thought I could put into it in thirty seconds.
By the way, that was Suraya Fadel with me in Norwalk last night.
Our story was the one about Christine Daniel being arrested for scamming millions of dollars out of cancer patients.
Now, I know we shouldn't really convict people before the've had their
day in court, but come on, she claimed to be curing cancer.
Curing cancer? I don't have a fancy medical degree, but I'm pretty damn sure she wasn't.
We talked to an 85 year old woman named Eugenia Vigiletti. She was one
of Doc Daniel's patients and she believes Dr. Daniel ripped her off of
thousands of dollars.
Stealing from cancer patients? Hmm, how low can you go?
It wasn't a huge story, you know, as far as news stories go. I just
kind of dug giving an 85 year old an opportunity to vent about the
karmic pay-back Dr. Daniel is likely to get.
Time constraints and story telling prevented us from airing most
Eugenia's comments, but I think we should make a dub for Dr. Daniel and
send them to wherever she winds up.
Eugenia: I hope she likes the food.
You really had to be there to get the full weight of her words, but I could tell that she really really meant them. Sep 15, 2009 11:13 AM Posted by Be_Frank Did you see the sink holes in North Hollywood last week? You know, the two that caused massive sink holes? Especially the one that almost ate a fire truck? That
was a cool shot of the fire engine sitting half submerged in a sink
hole full of water. I think every news photographer who carries a
still camera in Los Angeles got snappy on it. Except me.  I
never got assigned to the "big" sink hole story. Sure, I could have
driven over and checked it out on my own, but that feels like cheating
somehow. It's not like I'm envious of anyone else getting a good picture. . .  . . .wait, no, that's exactly what I am, but not so much of anyone else's work. . .well, okay, maybe a little. Really,
I guess in this situation it was more frustration that I volunteered to
drive one of our news vans for the promo shoot the day the second
sinkhole almost ate a fire engine. I sat around for hours until
they finally cancelled the promo shoot because of un-clear skies. I
was headed for home (and at a decent traffic avoidance hour to boot). The
sky was relatively clear, I'm pretty sure birds were singing (sure,
they must be singing somewhere) and I'd gotten maybe five minutes away
from the station. I was on the freeway when I got a call to come
back. The station needed me to load up in a microwave truck and go
check out another sink hole, this one in the mid-cities area.  My
dream of getting home early in the afternoon was dead. Nothing for me
to do, but accept my fate. I turned it around and soon I was heading
out in one of the crappiest vans in our fleet. Someone else was assigned my regular unit since I wasn't going to be needing it.  I
drove from North Hollywood over to a street just North of the 10
Freeway near Fairfax. When I go there the street was empty, and it
looked like something had been done to the road. Also, there was water
in the street. But, no big huge sinkholes.  I
drove around the blocked off street to see if I was maybe missing
something around the corner. Once around the block and a crew had
magically appeared. That was surprising. Apparently a
water main had broken in the area and had caused a water outage for the
neighborhood. These things happen, but the desk still wanted their
water main breakage. I shot it and fed the video in. Packed up
and drove back to the station feeling a bit unfulfilled. The video I
shipped back was fine (even if it might never see the light of day) and
I got some still shots. It just didn't seem like anything as big as a
firetruck was going to fall into my sink hole. Some guys get all the luck. Sep 4, 2009 11:44 AM Posted by Be_Frank My condolences to the Jackson family over the loss of Michael Jackson.
I know what losing a family member feels like and I genuinely feel
sorrow for their loss. It's much less affecting for me that the world
lost a popular entertainer.
Hey, but I have a job to do.
See, it is news (and it's some sweet overtime ka-ching!), but covering
the Michael Jackson "funeral" at Forest Lawn yesterday seemed like all
kinds of overkill.  Not
in the media covering it at all (I loves me some media circus), but in
having another service after so much was done publicly in the past
couple of months.  Certainly it's not my place to tell the Jackson family and friends how to honor the passing of a Michael Jackson.  There's just so much that seems calculated and contrary to what they claimed was their intent in having a private service.  It
just doesn't seem like the fans or the media would be paying as much
attention right now if the family weren't broadcasting so loudly their
desire to be left alone.  Working for the media, this is one of those times where I'm sure my perspective on things is different from the average person. It's
just that two months later, I was actually pretty sure they had already
buried him. I don't really want to think about where he's been kept
for the last 60 days.  Still,
last night I found myself recording a downlink from the pool camera
that had been arranged to be placed inside the cemetery. Hundreds of print and video media lined up on the temporarily closed streets in front of Forest Lawn.  One
interesting tidbit you should know, the Jackson family arrived an hour
and a half late. I'd heard it was because they wanted to let the late
afternoon traffic die down. There was a no-fly zone restriction over the area that was in effect to prevent helicopters from crashing the funeral.  That no-fly zone restriction expired at 8:30pm. Right around the time that the Jackson family actually arrived at the cemetery. I
don't know if any other helicopters made to Glendale, but I know we got
footage from one of ours. Maybe that violated the privacy wishes
expressed by the family or maybe it was a calculated move that allowed
extended media coverage. I don't mean to stir up anything and I'm not
making an accusation. It's just too difficult to tell sometimes when
dealing with the Jackson family what's personal and what's just part of
the business.
I wonder how the Jackson family and friends felt when our helicopter left to follow a high speed chase. Aug 28, 2009 12:32 PM Posted by Be_Frank It started on Tuesday afternoon. Anchor/Reporter Glen Walker and I
were heading to San Dimas to cover a story about that city's 50th
Anniversary coming up next year. Glen
spotted this out in the distance and we called our desk. They were
aware of it and a chopper was in route. Continue on to your original
story.
Drat.
But wait. . .
. . .we're right here and our interview isn't scheduled for another
hour. How about we send you a live HD picture of what we can see.
 Makes sense. Do it for the top of the 5:00pm show.
The current time? Why, 4:51pm.  Find
a spot, stop the truck, fire up the generator, pop the mast, pan in the
microwave signal; throw out and connect the sticks, camera, cables;
dial in the IFB, check levels and listen as they come out to our live
picture.
Whew. 
That was day one.
On Day Two, I was sent out to relieve the dayside SNG operator on the fire for the same fire burning over Azusa.
It was pretty freaking hot out on San Gabriel Mountain Canyon Road and
we couldn't even get up close to where the fire was burning for our
liveshots.
Still,
the photo opp from the mouth of the canyon where we had made base camp
was worthwhile and the crew was able to get an escort up into the fire
area to shoot some compelling fire footage.
It was kind of cool to see that we could make out the LA skyline even from way out on the edge of the county line. Our nightside liveshots were a bit more on the minimalist side.
Not a lot to see out in the brush after dark.
On to the third day.
I was surprised that they didn't send the SAT truck back out to cover
the fire near Azusa and I wound up sitting around the station for
several hours. Somebody must have seen me sitting around with nothing
do and looking all happy. They sent me to downtown LA to cruise for
news.
For me, that meant a french dip sandwhich from "Cole's" or
"Phillipe's", but before I could get my hot mustard on, I was called to
head up to Jeff Maile's house.
Jeff Mailes is one of my fellow photographers at CBS2/KCAL9 (oops, I
mean NEWS CENTRAL. . .ta daa!) and he lives up in the La
Canada/Flintridge area.
They had a small fire going on up there and it was just ever so slowly creeping towards the populated parts of the area. Not
slow enough for the comfort of Jeff and his neighbors, but not fast
enough to make people immediately get the heck out of Dodge. 
It was exciting and then boring and then it got exciting again. Like a
movie, but with the added risk of people actually losing their homes
and all their worldly possesions in a blazing hellish inferno.
Also, somebody baked cookies. Now that's so much more friendlier than
what we can usually expect. I kept asking Jeff if he'd like to turn
the sprinklers on us.
I wouldn't have minded.
Heck, it was Jeff.
Got any more of those cookies?
Aug 16, 2009 5:03 PM Posted by Be_Frank We call it VOSOT
patrol. I don't remember if I've ever explained the term. I kind of
assume most people who read my blog either understand some of the
newsroom lingo or more likely, don't really care. I'd been
filling in for our beloved vacationing Chief Photographer. Being back
in the field and running around town to pick up some smaller stories
was a good way to decompress and have a light day without actually
goofing off.  I
covered the opening of a low income apartment complex that's intended
to serve the needs of emancipated foster care youth and formerly
homeless families. It was touching to see a tearful tetimonial from
one of the new young residents. I also found out that Councilman
Richard Alarcon is pretty funny. I'm kind of sorry I never voted for
him for anything. Next time. I was heading back to the
station with my video and looking forward to lunch when I got a call to
head over to the federal building in Westwood. Police had chased down
a guy who was now barricaded inside his car in the parking lot. Cool. I could use a little action to brighten up my mellow news day. I
should have known the day was going to go downhill when I arrived. I'd
heard on the radio that the street on the East side of the federal
building was blocked, so I entered from the street that bordered the
West side. Pretty solid plan, but LAPD was stopping vehicles
from getting anywhere near the suspect and had also blocked off the
West side of the federal building's parking lot. That didn't bother me too much. Hey, you know, nutcases sometimes know how to make things go BOOM! So,
we were going to just go live from the far side of the parking lot, but
our desk wanted us to find a closer spot where we could get a better
view of the action. Other stations were going live from the
East side of the building. We were told to break from our current
position and try to secure a position where the other crews were set up.
And do it quickly, so we could get our reporter on TV ASAP. Well,
some crews had gotten in on the East side street, but the LAPD weren't
allowing any more trucks into that area. We poked around and found a
good close position on Ashton Avenue. Really close. Not
so close that I felt in any immediate danger as we did a couple live
hits, but apparently closer than the LAPD felt was safe. They eventually booted us out of the area and didn't really give us an alternative spot.
Again, not knowing if the suspect had any explodey materials in his red
Volkswagon Beetle (which is about centered in the picture below), I
wasn't too upset about moving.
At least I got a shot of the armored vehicle as it trampled some hedges. Some
folks were asking on Facebook why they didn't use the driveway to the
left in the picture. I'm thinking the guy who was driving either
didn't particularly like the hedges or he was also being cautious about
getting too close to the suspect. We
secured another spot and I was feeling pretty confident that the
station was going to simply send me home. I hadn't had lunch and we
don't throw around overtime hours as casually as we've done in the past. I called the desk. They told me to make sure I wasn't needed and then come on back to the station. I
surveyed the perimeter, but didn't find anything of interest, so I
stopped at a gas station convenience store, snagged an orange Icee and
a cookie and was about to hit the freeway. With any luck I might miss the main surge of rush hour traffic.
Too
bad, my luck wasn't working for me very well that day. A press
conference was announced (in the parking lot where we had first set up
earlier). I was directed to cover the presser. That was about 3:00pm.
We set up and waited. . .
. . .and waited. . .
. . .and waited. It was funny, because we could see the staging area about fifty feet away.
By the time the public information officer (PIO) for LAPD finally
arrived after 6:00pm, the suspect had been tear gassed twice and still
had not given up.
That must have been frustrating for the cops. I know it was sure starting to tick me off.
I'd been updating people about my day on Twitter and I think it clearly
showed how my sympathy for the suspect and hopes for a peaceful
resolution had eroded.
For instance, the FBI had sent in a robot and I was severely
disappointed that it was only the kind that could go in and monitor the
situation with a remote camera. It wasn't the kind that could break
the window and haul the suspect out by his nuts.
Sorry.
It was a long day. Next week when I get paid, I might appreciate the overtime.
Some of us sometimes just want to go home.
Jul 31, 2009 10:52 AM Posted by Be_Frank
Police
are looking for Marcas Fisher. He may be the person responsible for
the death of his stepson, six year old Dae'von Bailey.
Sure, innocent until proven guilty, but I just don't think it's very likely that he didn't do it.
On Wednesday this week, I was at a press conference in front of the
house where Dae'von was killed. Community leaders were asking for the
public's help in finding Fisher and also asking for donations to help
the family pay for Dae'von's funeral expenses.
It's such a sad story, there's nothing of substance I can really add to
it. My observations just seem so trivial compared to the overwhelming
sadness that I saw in the faces of the people who knew Dae'von.
I
wanted to feel angry, but it just wasn't in me at the time. I've been
mad before about the violence in stories I've covered. It gets to the
point sometimes that the anger just doesn't have anywhere to go.
It becomes frustration. Frustration over the things I can't control.
I see so much in news, heck, in life in general that should be more important or more closely considered, but isn't.
At the time, I think I wanted to be more angry, but all I had in me was
my normal calm and a focus on doing my job. That's a pretty safe place
emotionally when the story is this tragic.
I got the shots I needed. When Dae'von's mother cried, I zoomed my
lens in a little closer. When people began to sing, I was right there
recording the good compelling video and sound.
Hearts were broken by the death of Dae'von Bailey and I can't do
anything to change that. I hope the media attention helps in finding
Marcas Fisher, but I know that what I really want is for this kind of
violence to never happen again.
Sometimes it's enough to know that anyone can help the world by being a good person, doing right and trying not to hurt anyone.
Yeah, sometimes it's not enough, but what are you going to do?
I'm lucky. I'm blessed. I'm thankful. I just do my job.
Jul 29, 2009 10:53 AM Posted by Be_Frank
Wow.
This month it seemed like things were back to what they were like
during my best years in news. I've been writing about my journalistic
adventures and posting pictures of the stuff I get to witness first
hand since about mid-2004. Lots of ups and downs in there, but things
had slowed a bit in recent years.
This year and this month seemed different and familiar.
It started with Michael Jackson's death and memorial service and while
that was easily the biggest story I covered this month, there was a lot
going on that I either never got the down time to share or there were a
few more pictures that I wanted to post.
Well, I hope it doesn't bother anyone, but here are a few more photos
and tidbits that I thought might be of interest. Let's start with
Michael Jackson.
I lost track of how many of these huge message walls were set up
outside of Staples Center and I have no idea how many people signed
them.
I just thought it was a great way for fans to be given a chance to
become a part of the events taking place to say goodbye to "The King of
Pop".
Just wonder though, if anyone mentioned the anime convention happening
around the same time as things were being set up or the Jackson
memorial.
Attendance wasn't as big as Comic-Con, but We saw dozens (maybe hundreds) of people in full anime costumes walking past Staples on their way to the convention center.
It didn't seem to bother the Michael Jackson fans and it certainly kept us entertained.
I got to add to my collection of Suzie Suh photos. This is just one that I liked and wanted to share.
The Michael Jackson coverage wouldn't have been complete for me without
a trip to Neverland Ranch. It was pretty strange to be out there early
before the fans and trinket vendors showed up.
I've been to Los Olivos quite a few times, but it was amazing that I finally got to actually see the ranch.
Hey, also a guy selling t-shirts insisted I have one after I gave him
directions to the other locations in LA where fans were hanging out
(Staples and the Jackson home).
Hmmm, I'm actually mixing up the dates a little and getting ahead of
myself. Before the actual Jackson memorial and my trip to Neverland,
there was the 4th of July coverage of the fireworks show at our
station. I got to wear my field boss hat for the day and our reporter
helped us score a VIP prime rib meal that I'm positive would not have
been ours without her smiling intervention on our behalf.
Thanks again, Ms. McLarty. I'm really sorry though that the
photographer who was shooting and cutting for you didn't get a chance
to break away for bite. We owe one to Jake.
Yeah, the 4th was a long hot day and shooting a live fireworks show for
twenty minutes that evening was interesting, but wasn't nearly as much
fun for me as, say, an outdoors performance of Shakespeare that
includes fried chicken and beer.
The picnic meal and an opportunity to just get away from the regular
routine of Saturday night at the movies all help make for a cool
afternoon and night out.
The Shakespeare by the Sea performances are an annual event for us and
I'm sorry I didn't get any of the pictures from the performance posted
sooner.
I dig it. I think it's cool and I really wanted to share pictures from the event.
Lately I've just been a busy news photographer.
Sadly, I've been too busy to find out if the missing woman from Aliso Viejo was ever found.
Being the dedicated photographer that I am, I followed a search and
rescue dog down into a steep brush area with my camera to get footage
of the search.
In this case, the word "dedicated" is actually a euphemism for any form or variation of the word "crazy".
I'm enjoying playing catch-up, but I'm going to have to start wrapping
things up. I just wanted to mention that it's even been an interesting
few days at work for general assignment stories.
It's not every day that I get to witness a helicopter being towed away
after a (safe) forced landing. That was last Friday out on Venice
Beach.
Also this week, I got to see what it was like to cover a story that
took me from the LAX area out to Riverside. The story was about the
state budget.
If it's okay, I'm just going to block that day out of my mind. Working
with Reporter Dave Bryan was great. Driving from LAX to Riverside
during rush hour was exquisitely torturous.
"Thank you, sir. May I have another?"
Much easier day, yesterday. I worked on a story about the City of
Pasadena getting input from local residents, joggers and cyclists about
the way traffic is routed arounbd the Rose Bowl.
Lots of people wanting to use an area that's popular for exercising and very hazardous at certain times and days.
I love the story because of one piece of nat I dropped into the package of a bulldoog being walked and just breathing hard.
Yeah, I know. Silly, but remember, I'm "dedicated".
Okay, I feel better for having caught up a bit. I'm going to get ready
for work and let's hope I get something interesting to work on.
Life can be short and difficult. I don't know about you, but I'm going to try to make it interesting.
Don't forget to drive safely.
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