And I was careful to get names and sufficient information to write captions.
I thought, I thought.
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| Wine in four packs |
After writing the story (382 words), I dispatched eight photos to the editors. And in one photo, there was a young woman pouring wine who was clearly identifiable. But I hadn't gotten her name because I was at a booth where I thought I knew everybody.
I thought, I thought.
The rule of thumb in the journalism business is simple: If someone is identifiable, well, identify them damn it!
And so I after I sent over the photos - sans her name - I waited to see which of the eight shots the editors might pick. No sense going crazy to find the name unless I needed to.
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| Music at the event was great |
You already know how it worked out..
That photo was THE photo they wanted to use - time to go crazy.
And so the Admiral and I went catapulting back to the event at the local park a mile away, only to find that the wine tasting was all closed up for the day.
Santo Crappo.
Using a very old-fashioned method - the telephone - I tracked her name down and so tomorrow's Elmira Star-Gazette will have Alexandra Doniger of the Hector Wine Company proudly displayed, along with one of her bosses, Justin Boyette.
Story over, lesson learned.
Again.
