After midnight, a ringing phone never delivers good news.
On the other end was first word about a traffic crash some 90 miles from home. It was a bus from Hardin County and it was ablaze. Despite almost no information, something in the shaky voice of that alarmed caller made the immensity of the tragedy clear.
My next phone calls that Sunday morning awoke reporters and photographers. A team was dispatched to Carrollton. The most intensive work week of my professional life began.
Over the next three days, I slept three hours and cried four times.