It was a busy 2011. To say the least.
I moved. I started a new job. I went to London for two weeks. And that was just three weeks in August. It was a fantastic year, but as it goes with a hurried life, a lot of personal projects got pushed to the side. 2012 might be a bit calmer (maybe. I make no promises, but perhaps this will be the year I don’t completely change my life around each summer), so I’m focusing back in, figuring out what’s moving me and making me excited.
But one dip back into 2011: I finished it off with a story for Homicide Watch DC – which if you’ve never heard of it, I encourage you to dive in and read what the site is all about. Laura Norton Amico has done as inspiring job with a two-person shop and focus on something’s that direly needed.
The story, about unsolved cold cases in DC, left many of my questions went unanswered, but reminded me the long, important slog of building stories up from the bottom:
“I say it each and every night to my son, why didn’t you tell me something was wrong?”
For Shirley Jamieson the most important thing to her is finding out who killed her son, James Lott. That way she doesn’t look at young men around her and wonder if they were perhaps responsible for his death.
“I find hatred in my heart,” she said, “And that’s not me.”
Jamieson, who lives in Brandywine, Md, avoids the area where Lott was shot if she can, taking detours to get away from the city. She said she is still upset that, while MPD detectives have spoken to her about the investigation on the phone, police never came to her house, even on the night her son died.
The officers working the case, she says, are respectful, but don’t have a lot of new information to impart.
“It’s almost five years,” she said. “I just don’t understand the system.”
I’m looking to do more long items – and a bit of my “own” writing in the upcoming new year. Plus, after just recording Taylor on Taylor episode three (with special guest!) this morning, I’m jazzed for new stuff overall.