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Vegas, The Valley and Back

This is a story I really enjoyed reporting last week, especially amid all the normally routine graduation coverage. Such an interesting fellow. I’ll be out of the newsroom for the week and a half. I’m flying to Amsterdam with a few folks from my church, where we’ll be volunteering for the week and connecting with groups over there. A few days with my family in Enschede and I’ll be back by the end of the month.


Teacher Retiring After Commuting From Vegas Each Week

By Kelly Jasper

WEYERS CAVE ¾ Walter Pruchnic’s travels through a late spring snow shower were hairier than most of his other commutes to his part-time job at Blue Ridge Community College.

The professor eventually made it to campus, but he arrived to an empty classroom. Pruchnic, it seems, was the only one who hadn’t heard the radio broadcasts or seen the television listings announcing BRCC’s snow day.

Why, after all, would a news station in Nevada report on closings in the Shenandoah Valley?

Pruchnic, you see, lives in Las Vegas. But he teaches here, hopping a plane for a weekly, roundtrip commute of more than 5,400 miles.

Now 69 years old, Pruchnic is retiring from Blue Ridge, where he’s taught statistics and accounting for 36 years.

He taught full time for the first 33 years. Back then, Pruchnic says, he drove a few minutes to class, “like normal people do.”

But, when he tried to retire two semesters ago, friends suggested he commute instead. “I thought about it and said, ‘You know, that’s not a bad idea,’” Pruchnic said.

So now, every Sunday night he boards a plane in Vegas, takes the red-eye flight of about five hours to Washington, D.C., and drives to a friend’s home in Verona, about 150 miles away. He showers, puts on a dress shirt and tie — in 36 years of teaching, he’s never once walked into a classroom without a dress shirt and tie — and goes to class.

Pruchnic teaches on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and sometimes Thursday before hopping a flight back home. The jet lag makes it tough.

“When you do it every week, though, you don’t know if you’re jet-lagged or what-lagged,” Pruchnic says. “We always have a great class anyhow.”

In two semesters, he’s spent so much time traveling that he’s only actually been in Virginia for four weeks of the year.

And yet, not once, Pruchnic says, has an airline ever lost his bag.

Why Commute?

It seems crazy, he knows. But Pruchnic’s got a certain commitment to his students and this community that’s hard to break.

When students ask him why he does it, he answers, “Because you people are important to me.”

Pruchnic sat in his office on campus Friday, a makeshift workspace where he finalized grades and responded to appreciative e-mails from students.

Graduation’s today and Pruchnic was looking forward to the ceremony.

He’s been to more than 30 commencements since he first started teaching at Blue Ridge in a classroom just down the hall from his office. Coincidentally, Pruchnic also taught his last class there in the same room, 104, a week ago.

Graduations are always bittersweet and Pruchnic says it’s hard to say what he’ll miss most. It’s a big change, leaving behind this community for the home in Vegas he’s come to love.

“There is a dramatic contrast,” he said. “You take off and see all the lights and excitement in Vegas. I try to bring that back here.”

Pruchnic has always loved it in the Valley, where his late wife first suggested they find a home.

“My wife, we were high school sweethearts,” said Pruchnic, one of 10 children. His family is from a coal-mining town in Pennsylvania.

His wife, Mary, told him he should go to college, so he did.

“I joined the Army to get the GI Bill,” Pruchnic said.

At 28, he started at what is now the University of Northern Colorado. Soon after, he took a fellowship at the University of Missouri before he came to Blue Ridge, where he’s been teaching ever since.

There were a few years he also taught part time at Mary Baldwin College and the Virginia Military Institute, but Blue Ridge has been his home.

Even now that he’s headed for retirement, Pruchnic admits, “If Blue Ridge would call me in the fall, I’d be on the next plane.”

But it’s also time for a change, which is the reason he started vacationing in Vegas in the first place.

It was 1984 when Mary died. The family was driving back from Disney World when they wrecked in South Carolina. Mary never survived the crash and Pruchnic and his three children were seriously injured.

The kids, now all grown and living across the country, were only 8, 10 and 15 at the time.

“This community just smothered us in love,” he said. Every night for the nine months Pruchnic couldn’t work, the family had a hot meal on the table, often thanks to the kindness of strangers.

“When we recovered from that, I started to feel like we should travel,” he said.

They picked Vegas, and started visiting often. Pruchnic knew he’d eventually retire there.

What’s Next?

Now, 23 years after the family’s first vacation to Vegas, it’s time to bid goodbye to Virginia. Staying in one place, Pruchnic says, should save him a bit of money. Because Blue Ridge doesn’t reimburse his travel expenses, he’s been paying them out of his own pocket.

Being a statistics professor is how he can afford the airfare, Pruchnic jokes with his students, because he’s learned to work the odds of the casino slots. He tells them, “I’m going on a field trip to prove what we teach in statistics works.”

Sometime next week — he’s not sure just when — Pruchnic will set off for Nevada maybe for the last time, although he could be back to visit. He’s not flying, though, because he has a car here that he’d like to use in Vegas.

“It’s like John Wayne in a Western movie riding off in the sunset,” Pruchnic jokes. “I’ll put stuff into the car and just start heading west.”

And what about when he gets there?

Once Pruchnic decides how to use all those frequent-flier miles, he’ll travel, of course.

Beautiful Photography

There’s a new link up to Shay Cochrane Photography, a great new photograhy business in Harrisonburg started by a friend of mine, Shay. Take a look; her portraits are especially beautiful.

Clips Update

Several new clips are posted to the clips page, most written in the last several months.

The resume page is also updated with new awards added.

Awards season

I unfortunately missed the weekend’s Society of Professional Journalists conference in Richmond, so I wasn’t on hand when James Madison University racked up a few awards.

We compete in region 2; that’s Virginia, North Carolina, Washington, D.C., and Maryland.

Congrats to Jill Yaworksi of JMU who won third place in “non-fiction magaine writing” for a piece titled “Found in Translation.”

Curio Magazine took second place for best student magazine in the region, also winning another second-place for its online counterpart.

Though I wasn’t able to go, JMU folks have told me I got 1st in “non-fiction magazine writing,” one of 12 given in the country. Apparently, first-place regional winners go on to the national round of judging in early April. Winners are announced mid-May.
Full results are posted here.

Four Years and Counting…

On the fourth anniversary of the war in Iraq, we ran two pieces on the front Daily News-Record, one on peace vigils, one on a support our troops rally. They ran side by side, of near equal length, with photos of the same size and headlines to match.

As a copy editor pointed out tonight, he even chose to lay out the page with the vigil to the left, the rally to the right. Too subtle for me.

Call For Peace: Vigils Mark Anniversary
By Kelly Jasper
HARRISONBURG — The war started 1,459 days ago.It’s 1,459 days too long, if you ask Julia Gingrich.

“Security,” she says, “will not be achieved through military domination.”

Four years ago this weekend, the United States invaded Iraq. As the nation entered its fifth year of war, people around the world took to the streets both in support of and opposition to the U.S.-led conflict in Iraq.

Both an anti-war rally and a Christian “peace witness” endured through the sudden cold that struck Washington this weekend.

Gingrich, a 21-year-old Eastern Mennonite University student, was going to go. About 100 people from Harrisonburg planned to join her, but were snowbound once Friday’s storm hit. They scrapped travel plans and settled for a more intimate demonstration locally, she said.

“Something very powerful happens in a gathered body of people with a shared vision,” Gingrich said. “This anniversary is a chance to recommit to what we believe, and we’re committed to peace.”

Veterans For Peace

The sentiment isn’t just shared by students.

Every month, Veterans For Peace meets for breakfast at The Thomas House Restaurant in Dayton.

“It’s a strange mix of men,” said Bill Sanders, an 80-year-old Harrisonburg resident who’s been a member since the chapter started eight years ago. “We don’t celebrate our military service at all. We’re looking for peace.”

On the first Thursday of every month, they meet and brainstorm on ways to promote peace, both locally and abroad. One of their latest sessions gave way to a peacebuilding workshop, held in Harrisonburg last week.

Four speakers presented alternatives at a two-hour session in the Muhlenberg Activities Center. Lisa Schirch, a professor at Eastern Mennonite University and the creator of 3Dsecurity.org, outlined the three “Ds” of her initiative — development, diplomacy, and as a last resort, defense.

“Peace,” she explained, “doesn’t land in a helicopter.” It grows community by community, she said.

That’s why Veterans For Peace wanted this forum, said Charles Churchman, a 77-year-old from Bridgewater and a Veterans For Peace member.

The workshop addressed peace internationally, but also presented ways to build peace locally with insights from city school officials and the police department.

Making Sense Of Opposition

Churchman, a Marine who served in the Korean War, said he supported war efforts when he was younger, because “in those days, there seemed to be a purpose. I felt that I was doing my duty.”

Bob Roberts, a political science professor at James Madison University, said much of today’s conflict over the war stems from decades-old resentment of past wars, especially Vietnam.

“The baby boomers are shaped heavily by Vietnam,” he said. “Their view of what went wrong then is what’s going wrong now.”

Churchman said he joined Veterans For Peace to give a voice to those concerns. “We get talking about it here. We need to have more vets in Harrisonburg and in this country speak up.”

Sanders agreed. “I felt very betrayed by our nation going to war,” he said. “We want to talk about it, do something about it.”

Making Do

Just as Veterans For Peace brainstormed new ways to voice their discontent, EMU’s would-be travelers had to find their own creative solution, Gingrich said.

While Gingrich and EMU Professor Peter Dula organized a group from campus, a second group planned to leave from Park View Mennonite Church.

They originally planned to worship at the National Cathedral, march with candles to the White House and then kneel in prayer.

“It’s to provide a sacred space to lament the suffering, the loss of life that’s a result of our government’s policy,” Gingrich said. “We need that kind of space.”

Called To Care

That’s exactly the kind of space they tried to recreate in Harrisonburg after the snowstorm kept them from making the trip to Washington.

Park View opened its doors for a small candlelight prayer and reflection Friday evening. Though small in numbers, Gingrich says she was glad they were able to gather in a forum focused on faith.

“We believe following the example of Jesus calls us to nonviolence,” she says.

It also calls her, and others, to love the men and women who serve, even when she can’t support the war itself, Gingrich said.

“We are called to give care to those who give so much for our country,” she said.

“We can’t just go to D.C. and raise our fists twice a year,” she said. “There’s nothing transformative about that. But to be in communication with those who disagree with us, well, there is a lot we can learn from each other.”


 
 
Iraq War Supporters Speak Out: Support For Troops Strengthened With Fourth Anniversary Rally, Organizers Say
By Kelly Jasper
HARRISONBURG — Say a prayer when your head hits the pillow at night, or thank the next service member you pass at Wal-Mart. They’re small gestures, Rhonda Winfield said, but they mean so much to the men and women who serve in the U.S. Armed Forces.For four years, American soldiers have served “thanklessly” in Iraq, she said. Today marks the fourth anniversary of the U.S. invasion.Winfield was one of more than 100 people to recommit their support for the troops at a rally Saturday in Staunton. She was also a featured speaker at the event.Winfield’s son, Marine Lance Cpl. Jason Redifer of Stuarts Draft, was killed two years ago when a roadside bomb went off near the 19-year-old’s convoy.

Winfield spoke at the rally, named “A Gathering Of Eagles,” as families rallied around the Augusta Courthouse holding American flags and posters urging “Win The War!”

“We have to always keep in mind our freedoms were purchased,” she said. “That’s why I go and speak from my heart.”

Support From Home

Winfield said the rally would have meant a lot to her son.

Before Redifer’s death, “he would talk about how hard it was to go out there every day when people at home are misaligning themselves.”

Local support matters most when soldiers are far from home, Winfield said.

“The simplest note from home means the world to them,” she said. “When their only access is what they see in the media, the dissent in the streets … they can’t concentrate.”

Lynn Mitchell, an Augusta County resident, said Saturday’s rally was one of several she has planned since the war began.

Mitchell said the first rally she organized was an impromptu gathering after she saw war protesters taking to the streets in 2003.

She said she has never understood why protesters demonstrate.

“What part of ‘no bombs falling on your head’ do you not understand?” she said. “We’ve been safe since 9/11.”

Worse still, she said, the lack of support hurts the war effort.

“It’s not supporting the troops when they look at the newspapers online and see anti-war protesters in their own town,” Mitchell said.

Winfield agreed, questioning if war protesters really knew how harmful their actions can be.

“My son gave his life in this effort,” she said. “It’s very hurtful to see these signs. I really don’t think a lot of them understand it’s so hurtful.”

Volunteering Support

Since that first rally, Mitchell has built a mailing list with about 1,000 names and keeps a blog with frequent musings about the war.

Chris Green, a Staunton resident, is on that list. The former Marine came to Saturday’s rally.

The anti-war message dumfounds him sometimes, too, he said.

“We’re supporting people who have volunteered to fight this war,” he said. “How do you protest a war being fought by volunteers?”

An all-volunteer military alters the stakes of the war in the eyes of the American public, said Bob Roberts, a political science professor and analyst at James Madison University.

Most polls estimate about 30 percent of Americans are “hardcore war haters,” Roberts said. Another 30 percent are staunch supporters of President Bush and his war policies. But the remaining 40 percent are ambivalent, he said.

“They’re not sure who to believe,” Roberts said. “They’re not protesting. They’re not your anti-war folks. The war doesn’t affect them because they’re not being drafted.”

For soldiers like Tony Lopes, those warring factions at home can be detrimental to their work overseas, he said.

At 24, the Weyers Cave resident has served two tours in Iraq with the Marines.

“Unless they’ve actually been there and seen and talked to people who say they want a better life, they don’t know,” he said. “Most people have no idea. If they wanted to know about it, they would join and get in there.”

Though many Americans speak out against the war, Winfield said she’s sure they still share common ground.

“There are many opinions and that’s fine,” she said. But, she added, the one thing that cannot waver is support for soldiers like her son.

“At the end of the day, we’re all far more alike than we are different,” Winfield said. “No one wants a single American life to be lost.”

We’re thinking buttons …

Thanks to all the new visitors popping into the site. This whole thing was envisioned as a means of professional contact, a way to keep other journalist friends and editors updated with my work, as well as my family since they’re so far away. I’ve never promised to be as savvy as the folks over at hburgnews.com, but I’m glad a few local folks have found something of interest over here too. They really run a great site and do a fantastic job keeping on top of the pulse of this community.
So not only is traffic to the site up since the fellas at hburgnews.com posted a link over here, but my co-workers, some of whom just found the site, have nicknamed me “.com” to celebrate my “local celebrity” …
Martin Cizmar, a features writer who sits across the news room and writes for Rocktown, thinks I should make hats. Hoodies maybe? What about buttons? Cizmar says they worked for a blog of his a few years back. Seriously.
I’m thinking mug cozies. So so not seriously.

Little Miss Broadway

A few years ago, I walked into a dressing room, backstage from a pageant. It was one of the first I had ever covered. I watched as a mother combed mascara through the lashes of her little girl, a baby no more than 2 months old who was about to go on stage and compete.

Pageants are often under fire for reasons just like that. It’s no secret that reporters are often placed under fire alongside the work they cover. I figured it’d happen again when I covered another pageant north of Harrisonburg this week. I’ve already gotten a handful of comments on this story, a feature that ran in Monday’s Daily News Record (Little Miss Broadway, Feb. 18).

Our readers continue to amaze me. Their response is invaluable. I so regularly receive such insightful, articulate messages. Most (minus the outright “you know what, you’re stupid!” comments) seem to offer sincere feedback.

The response I got with this latest story asserted that the mere presence of an article about the pageant encourages them, which may or may not be a good thing considering where you stand on the whole ordeal. Without debating the merits of the pageant itself, I wonder what in a reader’s mind leads them to feel that every story is an endorsement.
I want to understand why so many readers, when they see an issue or problem or concern or, in this case, something that will occasionally prove to be controversial, like the pageant, will argue that the solution is to not cover the issues, problem, concern, whatever.
If journalists have any bias, it’s towards the belief that those things deserve more press, more room, more attention … never less.

I get similar reader responses anytime I write with less than rays of sunshine. Why is that?

The Start Of A Revolution

ChaCha Bubble Logo

My word, I thought I would never doubt google. It’s hard to imagine doing my job without it. Lame, I know. But the phone book is downright archaic.

So we google. So often, in fact, that the brand is synonymous with searching, like kleenex with tissue and xerox with copies. I hate to say it, but I’m thinking it’s time to switch brand loyalties. There’s ChaCha now, a google-esque search engine that incorporates instant messaging. In essence, a trained guide sits waiting to answer your question as he or she wades through the thousands of pages of search results for you. It’s the real-time equivalent of Ask Jeeves. Except it works.

Brilliant. Or at least, for me, efficient.

Give it a shot. Ask it anything (clean, at least). So, how do you feel about ChaCha? Don’t know where to find something? Just ChaCha it!

Doesn’t have the same ring to it, does it? Worth a shot.