Newtown, A Reporter Looks Back

Jun 14, 2013

Credit Jeff Cohen / WNPR

My instincts had failed me.

That happens.  It's why we have newsrooms and colleagues and editors and bosses.

But on Dec. 14, when we first heard the reports of a school shooting in Newtown, my first response wasn't to get in my car and go.  

Dankosky looked at me like I was a fool (I can be) and I left.  Nearly an hour later, I stashed my car in a church parking lot.  It quickly became clear that nothing about Newtown that day was normal.  

Eventually, all reporters we were stashed to the side of a public park where we waited, en masse, for press briefings.  We couldn't report as lone operators like we normally would. But the details took forever.  And I spent most of the day on the radio telling people that I didn't know anything.

By the time the night was over, I, like everyone else, knew far more than I wanted to.  And I'll long remember these two minutes of radio when I closed out the night -- again, on the phone with Dankosky.

As I think back on it, we know a lot more now about Dec. 14.  I'm not sure we understand anymore.  Not sure we ever will.