According to the Britannica Dictionary, a telephone is "a device that is connected to a telephone system and that you use to listen or speak to someone who is somewhere else."
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According to the Britannica Dictionary, a telephone is "a device that is connected to a telephone system and that you use to listen or speak to someone who is somewhere else."
Writing a well-crafted obit is like lighting a votive candle for someone who has recently died. It signals a recognition of their life. It helps focus the thoughts of those who loved them. It conjures memories, kindles emotions, instills hope. (It also can prompt laughter. More on that later.)
Every journalist must know how to write a proper obit. Yes, there is a form and an etiquette to it. It's such an essential skill to develop that every young journalist's portfolio of clips should include one if possible.
DISCUSS Since I just had to sit down an write an obit recently, let's start there and discuss the elements and style we see on display: Frank Bernard Garrett II
STUDY Let's use this guide from The News Manuel, Vol. 2: Advanced Reporting to review the baseline expectations and essential elements of an obituary: Chapter 51: Obituaries BTW, The News Manual is a GREAT online resource that is FREE to you anytime: The News Manuel Bookmark it!
STUDY Let's also look at this user-friendly guide to obit-writing by the people at Legacy.com, which is the obit platform used by hundreds of local newspapers for generating obits like the one you read above: How to Write and Obituary
CONSIDER Odd as it might sound, obituary writing can rise to the level of an art form. There are journalists who have specialized in obit-writing and become quite famous. (Obit-writing has taken on a hallowed status especially in British journalism.) Obits don't necessarily have to be solemn and serious. They also can be funny or off-beat or even mean and spiteful (check out Obitchuary on Spotify). Here's a fun story from NBC News about how some obits actually go viral online: How to write the perfect obituary, according to professional writers
WRITE! Let's write a 425-word obit right now, in class, on deadline.
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While too many people who write about classical music succumb to the temptation to prove, over and over again, how much more they know than the reader, Tommasini has never approached the job that way. He writes with a deep affection for the music, an abiding respect for musicians and a kind sympathy for his readers. Rather than judgmental, his reviews are modest, accessible and readable. Never snarky. Always helpful.
A simple concert review for the Times is a perfect case in point. While writing about a performance by high school students, Tommasini never demeans. Without writing down to the students or to his readers — he never claims it was the greatest performance ever! — he finds a way to report on the event fairly while happily encouraging the students’ efforts. There is a modesty and sympathy to his writing that every critic could learn from.
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Mickey Rooney was the subject of many tributes after his death (Photo via Associated Press) |
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The aura of significance that surrounds the Titanic’s fate was the subject of another, belated headline, which appeared in a special publication of the satirical newspaper the Onion, in 1999, stomping across the page in dire block letters:I found a lot of memorable moments in Mendelsohn's lengthy feature. One reason I'd recommend it to you is he finds ways to add small personal touches into the narrative without making it all about himself. That takes a deft touch.
WORLD’S LARGEST METAPHOR HITS ICE-BERG
The "news" was accompanied by an archival image of the ship’s famous four-funnelled profile. The subhead pressed the joke: "TITANIC, REPRESENTATION OF MAN’S HUBRIS, SINKS IN NORTH ATLANTIC. 1,500 DEAD IN SYMBOLIC TRAGEDY."
The Onion’s spoof gets to the heart of the matter: unlike other disasters, the Titanic seems to be about something. But what?
What's the difference between an obituary and a tribute piece? Well, here's one example from that section, this one a tribute to Whitney Houston.
Let's talk about this in class, explore examples and then write one.
Be thinking of someone you are familiar with or you admire who died in the last year. What would your contribution to the Times' special edition tribute section be?
I wanted to be a musician, so I got a degree in music.
I wanted to be a journalist, so I worked 20 years for daily newspapers.
I wanted to write for The New York Times, so I landed a job as a freelance for them.
I wanted to live at the beach for a while, so I got a job at the St. Pete Times.
I wanted to spend a year in Paris, so I got a fellowship at the largest J school in France.
I wanted to study law, so I got a scholarship to Yale Law School.
Not that any of it was handed to me on a silver platter. I grew up in an ordinary middle-class household that included two parents, three siblings, a parade of pets and a lot of noise.
We didn’t have a dishwasher. That was a chore the kids did by hand. We didn’t have central air. Box fans got us through summers in North Carolina. We didn’t have a color TV. My parents wanted to save us from that particular addiction.
What we had was music. Lots of music.
Because my father was a drummer in his younger life, jazz and classical music formed our family’s soundtrack. His musical obsession meant we had a hi-fidelity stereo with $400 speakers and one of the finest professional-grade tape players ever made.
Instruments that found their way into our house included various coronets and trumpets, several saxophones and clarinets, a flute and an oboe, a snare drum and a trombone, a hulking upright piano and a full set of jazz-style drums. My father came home with a guitar one day, so I learned to play that, too.
My mother didn’t have a musical bone in her body, but she had ink in her veins. Her claim to fame as a journalist was that she landed an exclusive jailhouse interview with Velma Barfield before the state executed Barfield by lethal injection. Growing up in Cary, the first job I ever had was, naturally, at The Cary News.
After graduating with a music degree in 1986, I immediately began transforming myself into a journalist with an entry-level job at the Winston-Salem Journal. In 1990, I made the leap to The Charlotte Observer, then the largest newspaper between Washington and Atlanta. There I stayed for 14 years.
Except when I left and came back a year at a time — for Paris, for Florida, for Yale. I’m easily bored, I suppose, so my career at the Observer was actually three in one: as an arts writer, as a copy editor and, finally, as assistant world and national editor.
Bored again, I left the newsroom for the last time in 2006. I spent the next six years studying, teaching and earning a doctoral degree from the journalism school at UNC-Chapel Hill. From that cocoon, I emerged an award-winning legal historian and a devoted instructor of media law, First Amendment history and journalism.
It's what I wanted. And I got it.
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