Four years ago, I walked into a newsroom at 2:15 in the afternoon for my first day as a full-fledged reporter. I was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and oh-so naïve. Little did I know, this day would become the first of many in which tragedy would strike, followed by instructions from an editor: "Go talk to the neighbors."
There was a murder. The next day’s headline would read that a man was bludgeoned to death.