I'll never forget September 11th, 2001. I don't think any of us will. I was right here at KTVB, anchoring the morning news with Dale Dixon.
It was just a normal day at first, a day like any other. We were giving our viewers the news of the morning, the weather with Larry, a little traffic - when suddenly, my producer was talking to me in my ear piece. It was just after 6:46am. He told me we had BREAKING NEWS out of New York - a PLANE HIT A BUILDING. A plane hit one of the twin towers. Here's a picture of us from that day - when we delivered the news to the Treasure Valley:
We showed the LIVE feed of the building. At first, we all thought it was a wayward pilot, maybe a smaller sized plane? Information was sketchy. Maybe it was a pilot with a medical condition? Little did we know, it was a passenger plane, an airliner with innocent people on board. Little did we know, it was a terrorist attack, and the day was only just beginning. We all found that out minutes after, when the second plane hit the second tower. Our worst fears were realized.
I remember everything from that morning, and I know I never wore that powder blue suit again. Something about it made me avoid it. I spent the day at Mountain Home Air Force Base. The base was locked down, I just camped out with my photographer in our LIVE van, trying to get information. We all felt so helpless, watching the coverage on TV all day long. What could we do to help? It was like it was a movie we were watching, so unreal - so far away. But it wasn't.
The next three months in morning TV land were somber. We didn't laugh, we didn't joke around like we usually do with Larry - we just couldn't. It just didn't seem right. Everyday there was more news about 9/11, more sadness, more heartache, loss. It took us all quite a while to laugh again, didn't it?