A few days back I came across this scene at the National Mall by the Capitol Building and it got me thinking about that moment when the light comes on and it’s your time to say something, or do something for that matter. What was significant for me was that this solitary crew was out there doing their job in the open and on a bitterly-cold day when most sane mortals wouldn’t be caught dead in such open spaces (so much for the glamour of journalism). Even when no one was looking, the weather was crappy, and nothing of any consequence appeared to be happening around them, there they were getting the job done. No posse, no trumpet section, no crowds, no adoring fans. I guess none of that matters when you are passionate about what you do.