My neighbor, Larry, knocked on the door today looking for his Grandson who was visiting with my son, Will.
We chatted about the tragic events of the last two weeks, the lost San Francisco family and death of James Kim, immediately followed by the search for three missing climbers.
Larry asked me, "Do you ever cry"?
Searchers found James Kim's body on December 6th, my birthday.
A pall fell over the newsroom. We all had hoped and prayed, as the rest of the nation had, that there would be a miracle.
The news had been optimistic on the morning of the 6th. James Kim had been found. Condition unknown.
My spirits had lifted. A miracle on my birthday, I thought.
It was not to be.
By noon, the news turned tragic.
The newsroom grew quiet. We mourned with everyone else who followed the search for the Kims.
On my way home, a barista at Starbucks told me she cried when she heard the news.
That night, on a day I had awakened to with great expectations, I laid on the couch and cried,too.
On that same day, 10 U-S soldiers died in Iraq. Their deaths didn't get as much notice in the headlines with the drama of searching for the Kim family.
I mourn them,too and pray for their families.
Also, on December 6th, though we didn't know it at the time; three climbers set off on what they intended to be a two night climb on Mt. Hood.
The Oregonian reported that a newspaper left behind in their rental car was left open to the story of the search for the James Kim family.
On Sunday, December 17th,we learned one of the climber's, Kelly James, was found dead in a snow cave just below the summit.
The whereabouts of his climbing companions still unknown.
It was our day off, but Joe Donlon, Tracy Barry, and I came in to help report the story.
For the second year in a row, I missed my friend, Gerri's holiday dinner party, because of breaking news.
I am sorry I missed her party. But it's a very small sacrifice, I remind myself, given the gravity of the story, and the losses other families are bearing.
Also, on that day, three more U-S soldiers died in Iraq.
I want to always remember, that as we follow these dramatic stories here at home,
American families are nearly daily losing loved ones fighting for their country.
Yes, Larry, I do cry.