Given her jet-black hair, thick black eyeliner, black clothes and combat boots (which she often slept in while on assignment), people didn't always know what to think upon meeting her. She was quirky, the sort who excused herself from a social gathering by saying she had to wash her socks. And she was fearless, the kind of woman who not only kept the camera rolling while under fire, but zoomed in on a soldier who was shooting at her.
I had never heard of war zone camerawoman Margaret Moth until I read her obituary online today, and it is well worth reading. Depending on your mood her story will either inspire you or make you feel like you have done little more with your life than glass-eyedly shovel Cool Ranch Doritos into your mouth while watching "Do You Think You Can Be Smarter than America's Dancing Marriage Ref?" She jumped out of planes barefoot, worked in war zones and even got shot in the face working in Sarajevo, and then WENT BACK as soon as she got better. She enjoyed cigars and playing "who would you rather?" and was kind of a cat lady, except her cats were strays in Istanbul. What an interesting life packed into a such a short time.
photo via CNN.com
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