When we were shooting These Storied Streets we were in Columbus, Ohio. We went to where we had been told many homeless had built tents along the tracks. We were told it was unsafe, dirty, and the “ugly part of town”—perfect!
We cautiously approached and after a short time found ourselves sitting with 3 men and a woman. They were honest, intelligent, and unfortunately didn't want to be filmed. We sat anyway, listening to where they came from and what had brought them to this point in their lives.
As we got up to walk away, one of the guys pulled out a pocket watch. It was old, very beat up. I asked him where he had gotten it and he teared up and said “A gift from a friend.” I never got anymore information, he wasn't willing to share it.
Today (tomorrow for the printed version) Lawrence Toppman wrote a really kind article about the documentary films I have/am producing. http://www.charlotteobserver.com/2012/11/28/3693332/heart-on-his-sleeve-camera-in.html He went into a lot of detail, good and bad, but mostly good. I read the article and thought of that man in Columbus today. This opportunity, to chase these stories and the dream of telling them, has been a gift from my friends.
I am the front man of the band, but the music sounds like shit without the rest of you. Thank you for your support, for your kind words, your encouragement when I needed it most and for kindness you have extended to me and my family in support of the effort.
You make this possible, you make the difference and are vital in creating positive change. Thank you for allowing me to be the front man of a really kick-ass band.