June 12, 1998

When I was a boy of 5, my family, which then consisted of me and my parents, took a trip to the east coast to visit some close family friends. It was my first big trip, and I don’t even remember it. Consequently, everything I write about the trip is how my parents tell it. According to my mother, I was an angle throughout the trip, but I don’t think she would admit it if I wasn’t. As I look back on it, the trip was my first experience as a photojournalist, there just wasn’t a camera involved.

We stayed at a hotel, and immediately I was bored. Both of my parents wanted to rest after the long plane trip, and all I wanted to do is play. That is the only think I have wanted to do my entire life. So I begged and begged for my dad to play with me.

“What in the world is there to play in a hotel?” he asked. I thought about it. And thought some more. Suddenly, I had the greatest idea I had ever had up until that moment in my life.

“I know!” I said, “let’s go and knock on other people’s doors and meet them!”

Both of my parents broke into uncontrollable laughter.

That is the kind of person I am. Always curious. Wanting to know what is around the corner, and in that area, and behind that fence. I was nosy. I still am. And I still have that desire to just go out and meet people, to introduce myself to a new person, a new experience.

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Bob Kraft looks on as his wife Barbara pets Shohnny, a neighbor's horse, in the Roseville field where a park is slated to be built. The Kraft's have worked 31 years at getting the park built by the city of Roseville.

© 1998 Joe Jaszewski

That is what is so wonderful about the work I have been doing at The Sacramento Bee “Neighbors” while freelancing for them. Lately I have been getting a fair amount of assignments, and they all involve the same basic thing: going out, knocking on doors, and meeting new people.

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Dean and Daria Epply steer their sailboat on Folsom Lake on Thursday, June 23, 1998. The couple won a sailing national championship in their first race on the San Francisco Bay.

© 1998 Joe Jaszewski

Some are sailors, some worked 31 years to build a park, others are incredibly good at what it is they do, and some do it just for the pleasure. I meet so many different kinds of people as a photojournalist. Its like knocking on the door of a hotel room; you just never know what you are going to get.

I LOVE IT!

 

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315 September 12, 1999 It was one of the businest days
313 September 6, 1999 T-Ball days
300 July 10, 1999 "We'll Make This One Work"
293 June 30, 1999 105 degrees. 5pm. American Legion baseball, Rio American High School
289 June 2, 1999 Exactly Two Months Ago
287 May 31, 1999 One of my favorite subjects to photograph
275 May 1, 1999 How do you cover a demonstration when you are the target of crowds displeasure?
268 April 22, 1999 While out on assignment, I usually have some clue of what I should do, and when I should do it.
256 March 25, 1999 Hoop Frames
249 March 15, 1999 Perhaps those who should be most concerned about the future of photojournalism are students
220 February 9, 1999 Airlines are a Curious Thing
203 January 18, 1999 Last week I was asked to join the staff of The Sacramento Bee’s group of 7 community weekly newspapers, Neighbors.
196 January 4, 1999 The next step
187 December 13, 1998 Shoot with just one body, a 35mm f/2 lens, and a roll of 800 film.
177 November 21, 1998 Sometimes, things just have a funny way of working out and fate joins your side for a bit.
164 October 27, 1998 It sure feels good when someone in a management capacity notices the work you do and goes out of their way to acknowledge the quality of that work and compliment you.
154 October 7, 1998 Getting my feet back on level ground
148 September September Tom Hubbard Thoughts on being a freshman Guest Journal Thoughts on being a freshman Photos added 9/29
137 August 24, 1998 When formal assignments are running thin and I just have that itch to shoot, I rely on my family to provide a subject: themselves.
130 August 6, 1998 The bar keeps getting raised
119 July 24, 1998 I had no guarantee of selling the photos I was about to take. I figured if I couldn’t get anyone to buy them, then I would just chalk it up to experience.
114 July 17, 1998 . The best high school photojournalism program in the world
110 July 8, 1998 Redemption
103 June 25, 1998 Let’s go and knock on other people’s doors and meet them
91 June 12, 1998 This was a milestone for me, considering I had never had an assignment from a commercial newspaper
71 May 8, 1998 Why I chose Photojournalism as a Career
 
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