My father passed a love of cameras on to me. My daddy always had a camera and loved to take pictures. I’m fortunate enough to have his Brownie Hawkeye by Kodak on display in my home. My father passed in 1982, but those pictures that he took are still alive and well in my photo albums.
Sitting there on Aug. 17 got me to thinking about the great work that PBMF (Pittsburgh Black Media Federation) does for youth. For decades they have produced and hosted the Frank Bolden Urban Journalism Workshop. The program is designed to encourage high school youths from diverse backgrounds to enter the profession of journalism. Students meet with instructors, all of whom are employed in the media, for a week of rigorous training in meeting deadlines, producing and editing a paper, and producing and delivering a television and radio news program. I have seen the outcome of many of those programs; it is amazing what can be done in a week.
These types of programs should be added to the curriculum of our public schools. Young people need to know that there are a plethora of careers out there and what better place to get a taste than school. This Aug. 17, there was no cake, no candles, no one sang happy birthday but covering a story about six young men with a bright future was a great gift.
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