By Don Barone as run on Bassmaster.com

“Crowded hallways are the loneliest places…”

Dateline:  BASSfest

This is for all of you out there who have never, been noticed.

For you, in the back of the room.

The last desk in Geography class.

You who never shout, you who never raise your hand, you in 4-door sedans and not tight clothes.

Why is it that we in the media gravitate to those in spike heels, and not the folks in flip flops.

If you wear a sign that says, come see me…we will.  Wear a wife-beater white tee shirt at a disaster; you’ll lead the 6 o’clock news.

I know, I’ve put you there.

And to those in the back of the room, I apologize.  It is easy to cover, to write about those in the front row, the 2nd, the 3rd row, but you there in the back, you’re tough.

Moths, we, drawn to those in the lights… when, in fact, the greatest stories are found in the shadows.

For the first two decades of my life, the planet had no idea I was here.  When I went to my high school’s 30-something reunion, this happened over and over again, a classmate would come up to me, say hello, shake my hand, look down at my high school yearbook photo pinned to my chest, look at my name tag, look at me,

and have no idea who I was.

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