Although I was entirely relaxed on camera, if I had to stand up and say something to an assembled group of people, I was rendered all but inarticulate.

When for so long you can't get a job for reasons that seem specious, you you finally do have it, you are constantly afraid of losing it.

You can easily die racing to cover a bank robbery as you can in a war zone.

My goal was to be a network correspondent by the time I was 30.

When I first anchored in 1970, I had never seen a woman anchor a news show.

Shootouts are not gunfights of honor, they're gang wars and racial riots.

I don't exactly know what it means to be ready. A cake when the oven timer goes off? Am I fully baked, or only half-baked?