The Life of a Storyteller
by Jonathan Pappalardo ’10
I walked into the ceremony racing against the clock. The usher handed me a program and I found a seat close to the front. I opened my notebook to a blank page and began to write feverishly as speaker after speaker honored the fallen and shared their personal stories with the room of onlookers. I bolted out of there as soon as I could, rushing home to my laptop. In under an hour, I wrote up what I had just observed and hit send. When the Duxbury Clipper hit newsstands and mailboxes two days later, I was stunned to see my words above the fold on the front page for the first time ever…