My friend Amy and I
were reading our fortune cookies and mine said, ”You will be rewarded
greatly for your great listening skills.” I was stumped and told Amy
the only time I can recall being rewarded for my listening skills was
during the implosion of the remainder of the Alfred P. Murrah Building
after the bombing on April 19, 1995.
I was armed with my
favorite camera (an old Canon AE-1) at dawn on the day of the implosion.
All of the photographers were herded into the photo pool section and
told to wait for the countdown.
We were all milling
around, some talking or setting their cameras awaiting the moment when
this historical event would take place. Off in the distance I heard a
very faint, “5-4-3-2-1.” I quickly poised my camera in the direction
of the building and snapped off three shots manually (no auto wind for
Then I looked around
at the pool of photographers from Time, Life, Newsweek, and many other
national publications. They were all dismayed, saying: “Did anyone get
that shot? I could barely hear the countdown.” I began to eat my Egg
McMuffin and said confidently, “I got three.” A few other people got
the shot but I guess this would be a situation where my listening skills
paid off. But I don’t think that is what the fortune was
trying to say.