Anyone who knows me or reads this blog knows that I hate politics. I don’t watch the news. I like to be as uninformed as I can possibly be. But for some reason, once this whole Iraqi Freedom thing started I was drawn to one reporter in particular who worked for NBC – I looked forward to his updates and even went so far as to make him my newest fake boyfriend. I had seen him on the weekend edition of The Today Show and always liked the way he carried himself and dealt with those he interviewed. He seemed like a really nice man. Thus, when he got all macho and covered in dirt a few weeks ago he was moved up to Fake Boyfriend Status.
So imagine how shocked I was when I heard the news that David Bloom had died over in Iraq. At first, when Denis told me, I feared he had been shot, bombed, executed – any number of things. But hearing he had a pulmonary embolism didn’t make it any better. I was very saddened to learn of the loss of this great communicator. As I told Denis, “He’s my Walter Cronkite,” meaning I have the utmost respect for him and his work.