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I compiled my first Storify yesterday. There are many varying uses for Twitter’s favorites function. Retweets are generally not considered endorsements, but what about favorites? I took a look into what news orgs were hitting favorite on and asked them about it. Their replies and favorites are embedded below.
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It was the biggest fire I have ever seen. A mulch pile caught on fire Sunday night around 8:30 in Arnold, MO. Since the mulch was far from any hydrants, firefighters didn’t actually begin getting any water on the fire until about three hours later when pumps arrived to pump water from the nearby Meramec River. Listening to them talk at the scene it sounded like it was going to be a 24 hour operation to put it all out. Heavy equipment is needed to pull the compacted piles apart. At least the fire made for a great backdrop. They were not happy at all to be back there for a second time. They spent their Fourth of July holiday putting out a fire at the same mulch pile.
I wrote a column in the lastest issue of our school newspaper about my college’s lack of proper social media use (read it first if you haven’t already). I was pretty critical in it, admittedly. I was only hoping to eventually see some silent changes in how they conducted their social media strategy online. Tonight I saw a tweet that made my week.
This past weekend I photographed the inside of the preschool I grew up in before the demolition process started today. It’s kind of weird to say you grew up in a preschool, but I did just that. My mom started as a teacher’s aide from the time I had my first day, to being the Director of the school today. So that building and a good amount of the teachers still there have seen me grow up most of my life. They just finished their new building and the old one is partially being demolished and the rest is being used for a new elementary school.
It was bittersweet walking those halls for the last time. Their new building, from what I hear, is everything my mom would ever want in a school, but the old one holds so many memories for our family. I took this as an opportunity to work on the fine art side of photography, an area I think I’m lacking in.
Please, feel free to leave any feedback below or anywhere you see this posted. Little processing was done, mostly because I’m no good at it.
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