Wednesday, November 7, 2001

Of Freedom and Fighters

Hello Friends!

Welcome to another edition of the Kanestergram. For those of you new to the list (and there's quite a few) this is a semi-regular mass e-mail keeping up to date with all my friends and aquaintences around the world.

It's been infrequent because there's been a lot happening in the world, and as a result, my life.


September 11th isn't just another "Day of Infamy", it's a whole new ballpark for people in the news business.

The day of the attacks, my photographer Ben Miles and I darted to the hills of Pennsylvania. There we camped out for several days detailing the crash of United Airlines Flight 93 in Somerset County.

When your focusing your reports on just one event in a story that's unfolding in other parts of the country as well, you have a tendency to lose touch with the other elements of the story. That's what happened in PA that day for me. The only information I was getting was on the crash of UA 93, but in New York, D.C, and even Boston and New Jersey, stories were unfolding there as well, adding more pieces to the puzzle in this complex web of terrorism.

It was a sad day, and being on scene at the crash site, it was tough. Nothing made it through the wreck, not even pieces of the plane bigger than the size of a phone book. It hit the ground and disintegrated.

That day launched the last two months of intense news reports and long hours at the office. All of us here at WOWK-TV went on double shifts that first week, and overtime's been a regular monster in the newsroom here.

In recent weeks, we've had our fair share of bomb threats and anthrax scares too. Just the other day, two men described as "Arabs" attacked a security guard at our Nuclear power plant and escaped in a boat on the Kanawha River. They haven't been found.


I'm back from Pakistan. I've spent the last two weeks on the border with Afghanistan in the frontier town of Peshawar, reporting on the human toll of the U-S led airstrikes.

It was a long shot to convince my bosses to send me, but amazingly enough, they agreed, and opened the flood gates opened to make sure we weren't "half-assing" the trip there. I had a portable digital camera, satellite phone, and contacts in Pakistan that made my trip make sense.

And I'm back. I want to tell you all about it, but the best way is to let you read the articles that I wrote for the Daily TImes during my assignment. If you interested, all you have to do is e-mail me at, and I'll return your e-mail with attachments to the articles.

My trip is now a series of reports airing on 13 News here in Charleston on the eleven o'clock newscasts, and that's what's keeping me pretty busy here.

Speaking of "keeping busy" I just looked up at the clack and realised I have to head out to get to editing more of my stories from Pakistan.

Sorry to cut the message short, but I'd like to hear from you too. Don't be afraid to drop me a few dozen lines and let me know how life is going. I always like tohear from everyone.

And to everyone that wished me well for my trip to Pakistan, thanks. I made it back safe, and no worse for the wear.

Yours in Cyberspace.