Travel Writing, Those in Waiting

I was honored recently when a friend of my son asked if he could send me some questions and be his topic for a journalism class in college. I still am of the school that thinks travel writing is separate from journalism, but I was curious what he would ask. Steve is a great kid with a very clever mind and has been emptying my fridge with Chance’s other buddies through high school and now on college breaks. When I read his piece I really got a glimpse into my life from a younger guy, I was flattered! Here is some of what he wrote; this kid will be a journalist;

Stephen Richards
Profile on Kent St. John

Walking into the house, if you look carefully and put things together, you might guess that Kent St. John is a travel writer. Scented in foreign incense and cigarettes, the two-level brown townhouse in the middle of small-town Cottekill is, to say the least, very comfortable. Laced with foreign masks, original and purchased framed photographs from different countries and nearly every room in the house littered with back issues of Travel Magazine, walking into the house itself is like walking into a different country. Not, however, a country you may have seen on a globe or in a movie. No, this is Kent St. John country.
Kent can usually be found rear-end grafted to his computer chair, fingers blazing across the keyboard, and cigarette in mouth: true journalism at its best.