"Hey, Jimmy, run down to the WTC and get a couple of shots. They're doing some maintenance on some antenna or other. Get back by the evening edition deadline and I'll buy you a pizza."
My Dad apparently did stuff like that when he was young.
He's not very talkative, but apparently when he was young he went to Puerto Rico to help with some transmitter tower. I don't think he was 1400 feet up, but still...