Farewell Peter

In my house, there were two things you could always find in my mother's closet - a bottle of 'Paris' perfume and a picture of Peter Jennings. He was my mom's dream guy - the man she welcomed into her living room for half an hour every night. It always breaks my heart to hear my mom cry - especially when it is because of something I tell her. So tonight, it was with particular trepidation that I called her to tell her the sad news...Peter Jennings had died from lung cancer.

It's funny - having heard his voice in my living room throughout my childhood, I feel as though I've lost a part of my youth tonight.

Peter Jennings

1938-2005