Sunday, September 11, 2011

These are from a pretty big story on the Les Bourgeois winery in Rocheport, Missouri. This particular vineyard is in Fulton, Mo. and they sell their grapes to Les Bourgeois.





Sunday, September 4, 2011

A typical shift at the Missourian












Rainy Day

One day Mr. Clint Alwahab, aka my editor, told me to go out and shoot weather pictures. Nothing newsy, just whatever I thought looked cool. It had been a really long time since I just wandered around and took pictures, and I had a lot of fun with it.


















Saturday, July 30, 2011

Memorial Day Air Show

These are from the preparation for the Memorial Day Air Show 







The following are from the salute to veterans breakfast, where they got to preview the show. 














Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Joplin: 36 hours after the tornado, part 2










I left the apartment complex and started walking towards where Chris was. We were trying to find a church that was supposed to be giving out food and medical help.











At the church I stumbled upon a group of guys from all over Missouri who came to help, not really knowing specifically how. They were driving around with giant trucks and chainsaws and heavy machinery, helping people chop up the trees that had fallen in their yards. Everyone was so willing to help everyone else with whatever they needed. There was an incredible sense of community.


Mike, the guy I hung out with all day.












I was told these are the biggest pickup trucks you can buy. They were ridiculous.



At this point the guys heard that someone had been found alive in a house and they decided to go on a search and rescue mission. This is where I saw the full destruction of the tornado. As far as I could see in every direction was destroyed homes. It was really hard to wrap my mind around. All the guys had a story to tell about the night the tornado hit. One of them said that he had come immediately to the area shown in these pictures to see if he could help. He said he saw mothers and fathers running through the torrential rain carrying their children and owning only what was on their backs.


































Clouds started rolling in for the next storm, which dumped more rain on the already soaked belongings.







They didn't find anyone.