From the Magpie's nest:
Two recent stories account for most of Program #7.
The first was the announcement that
Bowen Homes was about to become history. The U. S. Department of Housing and Urban Development had
given the Atlanta Housing Authority the green light to raze the sprawling northwest Atlanta housing
project, home to nearly a thousand residents. Twenty eight years ago Bowen Homes made national headlines
and it couldn't have happened at a worse time. WXIA Eleven-Alive reporter Jon Shirek captured
the scene so well as part of his thoughtful appreciation of colleague Neil Craig, the highly respected Atlanta broadcast journalist,
who died this past February:
Neil didn't just cover stories. He owned
them, on behalf of the viewers, conveying not just information, but truth. Consider what happened on October 13, 1980.
The day dawned with the
first frost of the season coating metro Atlanta's trees, streets, homes and offices-- a bright, crisp, autumn morning
that belied the bleak tensions ready to snap, citywide: a serial killer had been targeting children from Atlanta's poor,
black neighborhoods. The children who lived in Atlanta's Bowen Homes public housing on Bankhead
Highway, N.W., for example, would have been in the murderer's bulls eye.
A Bowen Homes maintenance worker arrived
at work that morning in time to fire up the boiler in the community's daycare center, so the children would be warm when
they arrived. And by 9:00 am, most of the pre-schoolers were in place, settling in to their daily routines.
That's when the daycare center exploded.
Minutes later, Neil heard the alarms coming across the newsroom radio scanners,
and he was on his way to Bowen Homes, along with Photographer Ron Loving. Neil's intimate knowledge and understanding
of Atlanta and of the murdered and missing children story told him, immediately, that people at the scene and across the city
would suspect that the murderer had struck again. He was right, they did suspect it. Atlanta was on the
verge of coming apart in riots.
For the next several hours, and for days after that, Neil Craig's dogged, steady reporting focused
on facts, on digging out the truth calmly and carefully and commandingly. He was able to confirm what had happened…the
daycare center's old boiler had simply exploded. Yes, the murderer was still on the loose (and would strike again and
again for seven more months). But the children's tragedy that morning, of lives lost and bodies maimed, was, in fact,
an accident, and it was unrelated to the murders. The power and eloquence of Neil's reporting on the story that day is
remembered, as well, for what he did not say as for what he did say. He simply ended his story that first evening after the
explosion with the video that Ron Loving had captured-- a child's twisted and bent red wagon, being used to help carry
away the rubble. Neil let Ron's picture speak what no words could express.
That is Neil Craig, day in and day out. Neil
has poured himself, his heart and soul and mind and body, into every story he's ever covered.
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The second story was Bloomberg News reporter Steve Matthews' informative piece about the forty thousand
New Yorkers who relocated to Atlanta from 2000-2005. These lucky residents actually owe a lot to an earlier large influx
of up-east "settlers" who introduced us to new foods, new dining experiences and new lifestyles benefitting
the locals as never before. We chronicled the New Yorkers' Network in a 1986 piece requested by the Voice of America
which also ran on the News Monster.
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Around 1982 Atlanta
Sidestreets Entertainment Editor, John Kramer, welcomed back to the city the incomparable Cleo Laine. From
John Kramer's notes:
I started to tell you at lunch about the Cleo Laine piece.
We met at Chastain before her sound check at 10:30 in the morning and
talked for almost an hour before we started on tape. Once we started you heard what came out. What you don't know
is that I looked over at the Marantz at one point and saw that we had run out of tape. I never told her & just kept going
until we had naturally ended our conversation.
We literally fell in love
with each other that morning (sorry Mr. Dankworth). At one point someone barged into the area where we were talking to
tell her that the orchestra was ready for her sound check. She politely told that person, "Can't you see that I am
speaking to this delightful gentleman?" I turned all shades of red. We emerged from our "interview"
about a half hour later. The PR person for the ASO was pissed but I got a terrific interview..
There's a reason why she is a Dame!!
JK