Being a reporter is as much a diagnosis as a job description. ~Anna Quindlen
I’m in Washington, D.C. tonight visiting a friend who is also in the tv news business. We decided to go to the relatively new Newseum. It’s a museum dedicated to journalism, looking back on the biggest news events of our time and some of the people who brought that news into our homes.
I wasn’t sure what to expect but I was moved in so many ways.
I was such a fan of Tim Russert who moderated NBC’s Meet the Press. It was such a terrible loss when he died. This is his office that’s preserved at the Newseum.
A large portion of the museum is dedicated to the news coverage of 911. I was filling in on our morning show at NBC 10 that day. Katie Couric and I talked on the air about a silly underwear story coming up on the Today Show. Minutes later I stood in the newsroom watching as the second plane went into the twin towers. We all know where we were then.
In the Newseum there are remnants of the towers, images that are too powerful, bringing back memories of that day and the days following, covering ground zero. I was drawn to the story of one photojournalist who took some of the most gut wrenching pictures of 911in the last minutes of his life.
A montage of some of the world’s biggest stories reminded me how much I’ve witnessed myself in my career. Two olympics including the Atlanta bombing, Hurricane Andrew, the Waco cult fire….there’s a long list. Those of us fortunate enough to be journalists get a front row seat to report on some incredible historic events. I thought today how privileged we are to have that responsibility.