I was guided by the glow of portable klieg lights police had set up in the parking lot in front of the school.Besides guiding my way, the roar of the gas-powered generators that powered the lights conveniently concealed the crunching sounds the fallen leaves made as I moved through the forest.I watched as police removed a victim from the school, in a white body bag on a stretcher.They rolled it out of the front door of the school, into the parking lot.I tried the door but it was locked, so I stood there and waited. I couldn’t take that in.” I stayed in Newtown for two weeks, and covered the first funerals, with their little coffins, before returning to New York City in time for Christmas. My work in Newtown was among the most important I have ever done as a journalist. s I left the gym to go to work, I opened my phone and tapped a little red notification dot.As I waited, someone began crying on the other side of the door. And there was that school-bus driver and she said ‘There’s been an incident.’ And I said, ‘well just come in the house.’ That’s how it started. And then over the next thirty minutes they just described what happened. And these two boys kept saying, ‘We can’t go back to school. It revealed an XXX profile link that an internet troll had left on my personal Twitter page.This wasn’t something that the authorities quietly ‘allowed’ us to surreptitiously witness and document. I didn’t have a car, but I knew all the news photographers from New York who were staying in the same hotel.
As I made my way slowly in the dark, frozen leaves crunched beneath my boots.
Earlier that day, at a.m., twenty-year-old Adam Lanza had shot his way into the school, where he himself had once been a student, and killed twenty children and six adults before taking his own life.