Alec Hemphill's Page

I graduated from Palmer high school in 2002. College, at that point, was considered out of the question. It was not that I had trouble with my school work, and not even that I necessarily disliked school, but more that I had taken a particular interest in the romanticism of the working-class, which I felt was an integral part of who I was/am: then, now, and probably for the rest of my life.



Once, in elementary school, the sink in my classroom was experiencing some kind of issue and my… Continue

Recently, when I was at work in The Gazette's pressroom, a few of my co-workers were gathered near the "plate table," awaiting the last remaining plates to arrive before locking them onto the press to begin printing the Main edition of our city's newspaper. I noticed Marcus across the table; he was staring contemplatively upwards, seemingly deep in thought, perhaps daydreaming during these last few quiet moments before the press fired up and wiped all introspective thoughts out of our minds with… Continue