"We're Human Beings First, Journalists Second"
Back in 2009, I was a 21-year-old intern trying to choke back tears outside one of the smaller homes on the block.
James Rose, the KDFW reporter who was quickly becoming my greatest mentor, walked outside to find me leaning on the front yard tree for support. The feel of its bark wasn’t even registering in my mind.
We were out in that neighborhood to cover a power outage, one in the middle of the day in Dallas, Texas, so darkness was no threat.
But I had just witnessed