My Little Commander Angel.

So I hastily set up another interview with the Commander of the Santa Ana post of the American Legion, Shirley Stephenson.

My goodness, what a great move that turned out to be.

Not only was she full of information and great stories, she was the sweetest person I could have hoped to interview. She did not hesitate to answer any of my questions (the same ones I asked the two gentlemen a few days prior) and was nothing but warm and welcoming to me, a complete stranger.

Her story is especially interesting because she operates the only Legion post comprised of blind and disabled veterans. She clearly has a huge heart and I'm very grateful to have met her.

Finally, some good progress comes along.

SNAFU.

Well, today started off nicely at least.

Had a nice early lunch with my buddy Joe at CPK in Cerritos, where I just happened to run into Professor Amara Aguilar and her twin (she has a twin?) sister. So far, so good.

Headed home to prepare for my two interviews I had set up at the American Legion post in Long Beach. So far so good.

I get to the post and set up my equipment and meet my two interviewees. They seem like great guys and ask me if I want an O'Douls. I gratefully decline and begin the interview.

I knew something was wrong when they started off by asking me to show my CSULB student ID card. Frank, the gentleman in glasses wanted to "make sure I was one of the good guys." I didn't pay much attention to this and continued with my course of action.

To make a long story short. They weren't very cooperative.

The majority of my questions were your basic journalism questions: the 5 w's, a little background information on them, etc. Frank kept on stressing the dangers of this personal information getting into the wrong hands and basically addressed me as a possible terrorist; in the nicest way he could.

So I left there with a scant handful of quotes I felt were somewhat usable.

I need to find more interviews. And fast.

Worst Case.

So guess what? My first story topic has changed. AGAIN.

Mr. Richard Beam never got back to me. It appears he is on vacation leave. Indefinitely.

So goes my 3rd attempt at a story topic. A few days ago, on my way to Long Beach Community College, I passed by a small building that I had always seen, but never really "took in."

Off Carson Street in Long Beach, there's a tiny building that is connected to a church and outside is a marquee that reads "American Legion Post."

I've always heard of the American Legion, and knew that they were somehow related to the Military, so when I got home, I did some research.

Turns out they're a Veteran's assistance program, and are a tightly regimented organization. This is my next story.

I know for a fact not many people know much about the American Legion and what they do - they may have heard of it though I'm sure.

I think a piece on this organization would make for a great addition to our project.

As far as interviews go, I already have two set up for tomorrow and after all this waiting, I'm ready to go.

www.legion.org

Richard Beam, Where are you?

After a week, still no word from Mr. Richard Beam.

I've left several messages with him and his secretary and at this point I feel like even if he ever does receive my messages, he'll just be completely turned off by my annoyance.

It seems like with this project in particular, all I ever do is worry. The actual article is due soon and I still have no material to work with.

I Know the VA Hospital would be a great topic for my first story, but I have to prepare myself for the possibility of it falling through. If Mr. Beam doesn't get back to me within the next few days, that may just become a reality.

Luckily, I have a few more ideas up my sleeve.