Danger in photojournalism is a reality.
Today while on assignment, the little girl pictured above punched me in the stomach 3 or 4 times while I was trying to take pictures.
I was also asked by a 9-year-old why I was being a “stalker.”
I replied, “It’s my job.” To which a little girl responded, “I want to be a stalker when I grow up!”
I’m not a stalker, I just want to make good pictures of softball camps.