In the bedroom of a former FLDS member, with a portrait of LeRoy Johnson on the wall
Really this was a series of assignments and I don’t know when they will be published, so these photos are outtakes that don’t really go with any of the stories. I’ll post more photos as the stories go live.
The situation in Short Creek (Colorado City and Hildale, two towns known for their polygamous residents) seems murky and in flux. We met lots of new people who are no longer members of Warren Jeffs’ FLDS church and heard their stories. We didn’t talk with any current FLDS members as they seem to have reverted back into quiet mode.
I always enjoy driving around the towns and soaking in the scenery. Sometimes you shoot and sometimes you don’t. A couple of scenes that I didn’t shoot… Three young girls running away when they saw our car (they seemed so scared). Young boy glaring at me in the open gate leading to his house (had to admire his spunk, he just stared me down as we drove slowly by).
Lots of stories, lots of secrets. After so long watching from afar, this trip reminded me how important the story is, and how the time we’ve invested in it so far has been very valuable. I’ll definitely be going back soon, either on assignment or on my own.
We had four photographers covering the funeral of a police officer killed in a drug raid. We had one tasked to the motorcade, one to the service, one doing video and then me at the graveside service…
Pallbearers with the flag-draped casket.
Fellow officers leaving their gloves.
Just before she left, Erin Francom walked up to her husband’s casket and stood quietly. It was a very quick but powerful moment.