Caught in a ‘Catch 23’ – The end of local TV news in Akron

(This chapter is excerpted from “Akron’s Daily Miracle,” edited by Stuart Warner and Deb Van Tassel Warner, copyright 2020, University of Akron Press)

Screen grab from WAKC-TV23

By Mark Williamson

Its end was ignominious.  Just a passing comment to a young reporter and that was that.  Local television news in Akron was dead.

Lowell “Bud” Paxson, the Florida-based founder of the Home Shopping Network, took legal ownership of WAKC Television, Channel 23, at midnight February 26, 1996.

By 10 the next morning, as news crews headed out to cover their stories for the early newscast at 6 p.m., Paxson had ordered his management team occupying TV 23’s studios at 853 Copley Road to terminate nearly the entire staff of more than 80 employees. 

Accompanied by armed guards, their approach was certainly newsworthy.  They fired nearly a hundred people by word of mouth.  Ironic, perhaps, that a communications company would merely tell a young reporter named Steve Litz, passing in a hallway on his way to an editing suite, “We’re firing you and your co-workers.  Go around the place and pass the word to your friends that we won’t be needing you people anymore.”

It is important to note here that Paxson made a personal appeal six months before the takeover.  The staff had been notified to attend a meeting in the studio to meet and greet him. Paxson, the staff was told, was coming to talk to everyone about his plans for WAKC once he assumed ownership.  He promised to take the news product to a “whole new level.”  It would be “competitive” with Cleveland.  He was going to “sink more money” into the set design, the news product, the people doing the news. And there would be raises, higher starting pay and “more promotion of the product” out in the community. 

Reporters are suspicious by nature but most stayed on to see it through.  That would turn out to be regrettable for most.

Paxson made verbal commitments to plans he never intended to keep.  His intent, as it turns out, was to keep everyone he could on the payroll to maintain the value of the operation until he could officially own it and then turn it into another portal for syndicated TV shows and home shopping.  Nothing local, save for the occasional and obligatory public affairs program, would ever appear again on the “Akron” station.  It no longer looked like Akron on TV 23.  That broadcast could have been coming from anywhere:  Amarillo; Gallup, New Mexico; Flagstaff, Arizona; Winona; Kingman, Barstow or San Bernardino  (with apologies to Bobby Troup).  The AK, the Akron in WAKC, was gone forever.  So was Bud Paxson 19 years later, when he died in Montana.  But he certainly left a mark on Akron.

After Paxson chose the nuclear option, Akron tried to fight back.  Mayor Don Plusquellic went to West Palm Beach, Florida, in 1997 to express to Paxson, in person, how he felt about what he had done to his city.  Mayor Plusquellic wanted to work with Paxson to see about funding for just a pared-down newscast once per day on the station.  Paxson refused.

You have to give Mayor Plusquellic credit.  Plenty of government leaders would be happy to have one less gaggle of reporters following them around with cameras and audio recorders.  But the mayor  had a good story to tell about Akron and understood the value of what a local television news operation could bring to promoting that story to his community every day. 

“It’s a two-edged sword,” he  would say.  “A love-hate relationship we have with the media.  We need them.  They need us.  But sometimes, there’s a helluva price for people in my business to pay for those relationships. They never pay.” 

Another amusing aside about the mayor’s view of the media was that he felt the good people in government who were doing their jobs and doing them well received no coverage to speak of.  “They only cover two kinds of people in my business.  Crooks and clowns.  That’s it.” 

As the mayor’s communications director and media relations person for many years after leaving WAKC, I’d have to say that when it came to television news, that was pretty much right on the money. 

But back  to Copley Road and TV 23.

A mere 18 hours after taking ownership of WAKC, Bud Paxson removed a news broadcast that had been a part of the TV landscape and people’s daily habits since the early 1970s, and replaced it with an episode of The Love Boat.  The switchboard lit up at the old theater building that had housed WAKR Radio and Television since the 1940s, and for the very first time in more than 50 years, calls were answered at the station by automated voice mail.  Not by Hazel Botzum or Isabelle Summerville.  Both women had been part of the station and their community for many years.  They typified the style of ownership of founder Bernard Berk, son Roger Berk, Sr., and grandsons Roger Berk, Jr., and Robert Berk. They hired local people, for the most part. Nice people.  Friendly people who cared about Akron.  The Berks are from Akron and it mattered to them that they served the community in which they lived.

But now, that personal touch was gone.  The news went dark.  The commitment to community was jerked out from under the city that had watched a mix of young college students and wily veterans work their tails off to capture the day’s events on camera and present them on the air.

The relatively small station had its struggles competing with four bigger-market TV news operations in Cleveland, 30 miles to the north.  Our challenge each day to compete for viewers was akin to putting a mom-and-pop grocery store next to a massive chain store and telling it to go out there and make some money. 

The people on the air at WAKC had endeared themselves in many ways to Akronites and viewers around Northeast and North Central Ohio.  (Its over-the-air signal was strong to the south, even beyond Canton, which is 20 miles south of Akron).  It was the little engine that could of TV news.  Viewers got to know the staff, reporters, anchor people and the videographers (mobile cameramen and camerawomen).  Mark Johnson, from Ashtabula, and Mark Nolan, from Stark County, both did the weather at TV 23 and moved on to do the same in Cleveland television.  Phil Ferguson, our Copley-Fairlawn born-and-bred sports anchor, has been a fixture in local radio ever since TV 23.  Tim Daugherty, who grew up in the Cleveland area, also did the weather at WAKC while working on the air at 97.5 WONE.  He remains at WONE today.  Others our viewers may remember from the last couple of years on the air: Lauren Glassberg is with WABC in New York City as a reporter; Steve Litz is a reporter at NBC 6 in Miami; and Dawn Gigi (Gigi Hinton) is a producer at TV ONE in Washington, D.C.  Carole Sullivan, who was Carole Chandler on the air, went to work at Channel 3 (WKYC) in Cleveland after leaving TV 23 and is now  hosting Today in Nashville on WSMV. Co-anchor Jim Kambrich is anchoring the news in Albany, N.Y. And, of course, Carol Costello was at CNN, then Headline News until the fall of 2018.

A host of talented off-camera people who got their start in Akron are still working in Cleveland television as editors, producers and videographers.  They were mere rookies when we hired them at TV 23.  Now many of them are closing in on retirement.

The Cleveland on-air presentation was more polished, had more money to invest in every aspect of the broadcast. But the no-nonsense approach at  WAKC (and, before it, WAKR-TV) had a loyal following from viewers who regularly lauded the station for just delivering the news.  No comedy.  No contrived cross chatter on the news set.  Nothing fancy.  Just the facts, as Jack Webb would say. 

The job was to cover what happened each day while the viewers were otherwise occupied.  So the team would hit the streets and bring back a product every day that folks came to rely upon.  To have the proverbial rug pulled from underneath them was truly a shock to many.  Even those folks who might have poked fun at the station’s sometimes less-than-polished look (compared to bigger city news) realized what they were losing.

The irony of what was about to occur wasn’t lost on me.  After spending nearly 20 years at TV 23 as a reporter, news anchor and news director, I was intimately aware of the difficulties of covering news in our town —  a town that was losing jobs, population, businesses, nightlife and its downtown.   In fact, our downtown had been made famous in a song by native daughter Chrissie Hynde and it wasn’t for anything positive.

Akron’s population was falling from its peak of around 290,351 in 1960 to 217,613 in 1996 when Bud Paxson  pulled the plug on local news.  A city that once boasted five Fortune 500 corporate headquarters, was the tire and rubber capital of the world and was once the trucking capital, too, now was struggling with unemployment, the pivotal companies that made it great looking to move out of town.  Many did.  Akron no longer employed 40,000 in the rubber industry.  There may have been 5,000 or fewer by the early 1980s. 

One of the many phrases coined about the TV news business is that it doesn’t cover planes that land.  Or, if there’s a second coming of Christ and we don’t have video, we’re not leading with it.  There’s no shortage of crassness, that’s for certain.  But there is a point to be made in that TV news relies on conflict, negative emotion and the kinds of seedy things people just might not see every day.  Murder.  Mayhem.  Fire. Chemical leaks. 

And scandals.

A spate of high-profile scandals that thrust Akron into the national news more than once served to energize viewership in local news in the late 1970s and early ’80s. Perhaps the most notorious was a public corruption scandal within Summit County government that took down a few public officials and gave news reporters more than a year’s worth of follow-up stories that led directly to the indictment and conviction of a local probate judge.  The story received coverage by a new reporter on the national scene named Geraldo Rivera, who was on a relatively new format of news program on a show called 20/20 on ABC with Hugh Downs and Barbara Walters.  Its ratings were strong.  That didn’t bode well for Akron’s reputation in the Rivera-created, theatrically produced series titled Injustice for All.

I have argued in the last 20 years that even murders, for the most part, capture much less attention than before because they have become more commonplace.  We needed stories about the city itself and where it was going.  What was it doing to attract business, jobs, people?  There wasn’t much to say at that time. But a city’s image, the face it shows to the region and the rest of the world, as it were, comes often from the high gloss of chamber of commerce-type commercials, fun promotional spots for the local stations, and the kinds of news stories that promote a lifestyle that might retain and attract young people and families.

In Akron, a town that endured decades without much of a good story about its image, a town that had more news about layoffs and business closures (especially in the vital rubber industry) than anything else, except crime, something was about to change.

But there would now be no television station left to cover it, to tell the stories, and most importantly, to show nightly images of the now evolving city.

The irony – especially for the mayor and the investors sticking their necks out to make Akron catch up after about 50 years of neglect – was that this all began to change almost immediately after the demise of local television news.  Not long after Capt. Merrill Stubing began to pilot the 6 o’clock hour on TV 23, downtown Akron began to demonstrate it had a pulse.  It was coming alive.  With $100 million in investments, Mayor Plusquellic was able to deliver three high-profile projects that would draw people back downtown: the John S. Knight Center, Inventure Place (National Inventors Hall of Fame) and Canal Park, home to the AA baseball affiliate for the Cleveland Indians.

“A city’s downtown is like the front room of a home.  It’s the first and last thing people see when they visit, and it better leave a good impression,”  Deputy Mayor for Economic Development James Phelps once said.

Within 10 years, by the early 2000s, downtown Akron was out-producing all other areas of the city combined when it came to the taxes it generated.  The investment was working and sending tax dollars to the city treasury in amounts stout enough to keep 50-100 of Akron’s police force on the payroll.  Close to 25,000 people were working downtown, another huge leap even from the early 1990s.

But without local television to assist in telling this story – with images of crowds of people and traffic coming back to downtown for baseball and nightlife – how would Akron get its story out to even its own citizens?

Not through Cleveland media.  Cleveland television news has never done a thorough job covering Akron.  How can it?  But as long as there is no one else doing it in our city, Cleveland can get away with reporting on news here as if we were a mere suburb.  That’s why for years, much of the time, newsrooms in Cleveland have merely opened the morning Akron Beacon Journal, scanned it, and pulled out the stories it wanted to cover that day.  Most of the work was already done by a print reporter, so there really wasn’t much to it, and let’s face it, 70 percent of their audiences lived in the Cleveland area and had no idea it was old news.  It was, as we at TV 23 used to say, news to THEM.

I’m going to share with you a secret Cleveland doesn’t want you to know.  When the A.C. Nielsen Company (now the Nielsen Corporation) does ratings surveys to determine how many folks are watching television news in Cleveland, it includes the population of Akron.  Akron was and is considered part of the Cleveland TV market.  That helps Cleveland because the larger the population, the more advertisers pay the stations to run commercials. 

In New York, Los Angeles and Chicago, they charge more than in Lincoln, Nebraska, or Daytona Beach.  Cleveland’s stature in the world of TV markets is inflated by Akron residents who make up 30 percent of Cleveland’s “TV population.”   Have you ever seen a successful business that could ignore a third of its customers?  If I owned a men’s clothing store and refused to sell the white dress shirts that one in three of my customers demanded, and those customers quit coming to my store, I’d be out of business.  Not in Cleveland television.  It makes money from Akron merely because we exist.  We are a number that serves them well whether we watch or don’t watch and whether they cover news here or not.

At WAKC, we called this phenomenon a Catch 23. Akron advertisers were not crazy about paying Cleveland ad rates to buy time on a local news program that didn’t have Cleveland’s larger population watching.  Nielsen did not want us selling advertising without using its numbers. But, if we used them, it appeared we had no audience because 70 percent of the people it was looking at as potential viewers lived in Greater Cleveland and couldn’t pick us up and, quite frankly, did not want to.  Why would they? 

We had some loyal advertisers who sustained us for years, but I’m fairly certain we continued to lose money year after year.  When we went on the market to purchase syndicated programs to air whenever there was no network programming, Akron television had to pay the much higher Cleveland rate for those shows.  But, again, we could not get the size of audience to justify or even pay for the shows we had to buy. Hence, Catch 23. 

Former WAKC weatherman Tim Daugherty knew the value of those images.  His nightly weather always featured video shot that day of something interesting going on around the region.  “We actually would receive comments from viewers asking about the weather video…where it was taken and even what we might have been looking at in the shots we used.  It was an effective way of showing off something new, a development, a natural resource such as the river or parks or an event that was drawing crowds,” Daugherty said.

Half an hour of local television time twice each day could be a powerful vehicle for getting the good that was going on into homes around the city.  The Akron Beacon Journal did a good job of those days of downtown growth, though Mayor Plusquellic would disagree, but a newspaper is a poor substitute for video when it comes to showing off a city’s best elements day or night.

Missing were the cameras at the opening of a brand-new park for professional baseball. Or at the opening ceremony for the National Inventors Hall of Fame. There was coverage of the christening of the John S. Knight Center downtown in 1994, but as the new convention center started to come into its own, attracting convention business and new visitors to the city, television news was gone.

We missed the opening of the remodeled and redesigned O’Neil’s Department Store building into a beautiful home for a local law firm overlooking center field at Canal Park.

We missed restaurant openings and the creation and completion of the Towpath Trail.  Children’s Hospital has expanded about 10 times since TV 23 went under, but not one image of this beautiful transformation has been broadcast on local television news. 

The East End development, the new Goodyear headquarters, the new Bridgestone headquarters, GOJO’s move into downtown and so many more big stories all came about after the signal from TV 23 was cut off for local news.

There’s a new hotel downtown near Luigi’s. Heck, Luigi’s is now just a small part of what has transformed the north end of downtown, including high-rise condos, cool new apartments, businesses, galleries, a fencing school and the rebirth of America’s first and oldest public housing complex, once known as Elizabeth Park.

Lock 3, an outdoor entertainment venue along the banks of the historic Ohio & Erie Canal, the waterway that made Akron grow in its infancy, is again a resource.  The entire downtown area has the canal in view

New office buildings went up downtown, old ones were saved and restored by Tony Troppe, a loquacious developer who was putting his money were his mouth was and bringing new life to historic buildings that Akron had long since written off as useless.

But you will hardly see any of that.

Much of what I’ve written is within an almost archaic model in the first quarter of the 21st century.  Fewer and fewer people are watching traditionally delivered television (over the air, or cable).  Of those who still do, the numbers watching television news are dropping.  Younger generations are finding it obsolete, not part of their culture, too linear to view in their on-demand world. 

Newspapers, sadly, are in decline as well.  So I’m not sure the idea of resurrecting TV news for this community (as many continue to suggest today) is at all worthwhile. In Akron, even during its very best days, it was a struggle to make it work commercially with dedicated owners (the Berk family) and enthusiastic employees because of the forces of the Cleveland market.

With today’s declining viewership nationwide, it’s unlikely we’ll ever see true, local television news in that form again.  It was local theater, live in your living room every night, done by young people you may have known.  It gave many a good start to a long career.  But the strangely configured market it was trapped in made it vulnerable to out-of-town owners who truly cared not about Akron or news.  They stalked it, killed it, made a bundle and took off. 

That, my friends, is a Catch 23.

Sept. 11, 2001 – ‘We had a job … a duty’

(This is an excerpt from “Akron’s Daily Miracle,” copyright University of Akron Press, 2020, edited by Stuart Warner and Deb Van Tassel Warner.)

By Ann Sheldon Mezger

Reuters photo from the 9-11 attack

“David, look at that.”

I can still hear myself say those words, still see him glance up at the TV screen above my desk.

The time had to be about 8:50 a.m. The date was Sept. 11, 2001, a Tuesday not yet seared into memory as simply 9/11. 

I was a Beacon Journal deputy metro editor then and I arrived at work shortly after 8. As usual, one of the first things I did was turn on the television that sat on a shelf bracketed to a pillar in the middle of the third-floor newsroom. The sound was off, CNN’s chatter captioned.

Metro Editor David Hertz, whose desk was next to mine, showed up about 8:30. Since it was primary election day in Akron and a handful of other communities, even fewer staffers than usual were in the newsroom. They would be needed in the evening to write and edit stories after election results came in.

As I began to organize the day’s local news coverage, I looked up from my computer. A CNN caption said a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City. The image – a shot through a studio window? – captured towers in the distance and a bit of smoke.

I turned off the captioning, switching to sound. The picture changed. A camera crew had gotten close enough to zoom in on a blackened scar venting tendrils of gray smoke. It angled through upper floors and stretched more than halfway across one side of the North Tower.

 “David, look at that.”

We both watched, trying to make sense of what was unfolding. We commented on the crater’s shape, how you could tell where the plane’s wings had slammed into the building. I don’t think either of us grasped just how big the tower was, just how long that tear had to be. A private plane, I thought. Or perhaps a commuter jet.

That it might have been a Boeing 767 with dozens of passengers and crew members aboard was unthinkable.

The smoke turned thick and oily, licked here and there by hot little tongues of orange. More smoke began to seep from other sides of the tower.

I spotted Managing Editor Thom Fladung by the doors to the Beacon Journal’s main staircase. I called to him and he hurried over to join the growing knot of people around my desk, all of us unable to look away from the disaster playing live on television. Editor Jan Leach, who had been about to attend a meeting of the paper’s senior managers, joined us as well.

We speculated. What kind of aircraft? How could such an accident happen? Had a pilot become confused, gone off course?

Then another plane, clearly a full-size jetliner, appeared. A moment later, an enormous fireball blossomed from the adjacent South Tower.

The time was 9:03 a.m., 17 minutes after the first plane had hit. I stopped watching. I could no longer spare the seconds.

“It was just this cascade of knowing it was a very big deal. … It was going to be the biggest news event,” Leach recalls.

We identified places where the public could watch the televised coverage and reporters shot off to get reaction, to capture the fear and horror that likely mirrored our own. Other reporters phoned government offices, police departments and schools to ask about security measures being put into place. Photographers and reporters headed for Cleveland Hopkins and Akron-Canton airports.

Reporter Thrity Umrigar, who would leave the paper a few years later to write best-selling novels and memoirs, reminded me that former metro desk colleague Andrea Louie had moved to New York City. Someone should call her, Umrigar said. Do it, I responded.

Everyone in the newsroom scrambled in similar fashion, but we didn’t realize how quickly a deadline would be upon us.

Publisher Jim Crutchfield had arrived around 9 a.m. after attending a meeting at the East Akron Community House. He was working at his desk when his secretary told him to turn on the TV.

Footage of the fireball erupting as a jetliner hit the World Trade Center played on the screen. He thought he was looking at a horrendous accident until the news anchor identified it as the second strike by a Boeing 767.

He watched as people trapped on the uppermost floors of the towers began jumping to certain death.

He watched as the FAA grounded all domestic flights, diverting planes aloft to the nearest airport for landing.

He watched as a report came in about American Airlines Flight 77, the third of four jetliners seized by terrorists, slamming into the Pentagon at 9:37 a.m.

And he decided. The Beacon Journal would publish an extra, a special run of the presses.

“We were not scheduled to be out telling people what was going on until the following morning,” he says. “That just seemed too far away, too late.”

The extra would be the paper’s first since Nov. 22, 1963, when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated.Before that, on Aug. 14, 1945, an extra trumpeted Japan’s World War II surrender.

“There was always a question,” Crutchfield says, “about the value of an extra … but I also knew that newspapers can get below the surface. I knew that there was a role for us as a newspaper and that people would be hungry for information.”

And he thought people needed reassurance. “Your local newspaper, when it publishes, tells you that something is right with the world.”

Crutchfield huddled with Leach and Fladung.

“We started talking about (the extra) at 10 a.m. . . and in the classic Knight Ridder fashion, we just started organizing,” Fladung recalls. “We determined the deadline right away. We got circulation and the press room, started just walking through the logistics.”

The front and four other pages from that day’s A-section would be cleared of ads and redone, then the entire paper would go to press again with the new edition distributed to newspaper boxes and businesses that sold Beacon Journals.

The goal was to get the extra on the street around 1 p.m. For that to happen, stories needed to be written, edited and laid out by noon.

Fladung assigned Bob Dyer to write the lead story, using material from wire services as well as local information and reaction gathered by other reporters. That decision drew criticism from some of Fladung’s colleagues at other newspapers.

“It wasn’t immediate. It was down the road,” he says. “There were journalism types who particularly pointed to the Beacon Journal as ‘you can’t localize everything.’ ”

But Fladung wanted the main story to have an Akron feel. “I thought we had great writers and I wanted our great writers involved.”

Other local stories began coming together.

Business writer Mary Ethridge rounded up the chaos ensuing in Akron and across the state – the emergency landing of a Boeing 767 in Cleveland because of fears a bomb was aboard, school closings, event cancellations, heightened security just about everywhere.

Jim Mackinnon, also from business, covered the economic impact.

R.D. Heldenfels and Terry Pluto provided columns – TV critic Heldenfels on the networks’ coverage of the attack, and Pluto, who wrote weekly about religion in addition to his sports commentary, on the need for prayer.

Umrigar had an interview with Louie, who could see the towers from her Brooklyn apartment. “I just want to be able to turn it off,” Umrigar quoted Louie as saying.

Fifteen other Beacon Journal reporters provided inserts for the bylined stories.

The redone pages in the extra also included an editorial and four wire stories.

Design of the front page commanded immediate attention.

Susan Kirkman, assistant managing editor for photo, graphics and presentation, had Kathy Hagedorn, the only newsroom artist on a morning shift, start designing A-1. A photo would cover more than half of the page, topped by a 2-inch tall, all-caps headline.

“The hard part is, we were waiting for some photograph because we knew we were on such a tight deadline and that we might not get real pictures,” Kirkman says. “We didn’t know if there were any real pictures.”

Though New York photographers had rushed to the scene when the first plane hit, Kirkman had no idea how long it would take them to return to their studios to transmit their pictures. Falling debris could be making it dangerous to leave a vantage point of relative safety. Roads might be closed or blocked by emergency vehicles.

Then the Associated Press moved a “screen grab,” a shot off a TV, from NBC’s New York affiliate. It showed the smoking North Tower and the fireball eruption as the South Tower was hit.

The image was grainy, but it was what Kirkman was looking for – “the seminal moment, what’s the most important picture that we can put there.”

That big headline also would be very important.

Headlines are crafted by the copy desk, and Fladung started talking early with Jim Kavanagh, the desk’s chief, about both the extra and the next day’s paper.

Every Beacon Journal reader wasn’t going to see both, but Fladung and Kavanagh felt there needed to be a difference, a progression, from one edition to the next.

“The extra was really going to be the shock and awe – what was happening,” Fladung says. “We wanted the next day’s paper to try to do more analysis.”

For the extra’s headline, the copy desk came up with “OH, MY GOD!” The quote was from Dyer’s story, a reaction gathered from TV viewers at the University of Akron, but being heard over and over in the newsroom as well.

“WHO DID THIS?” would scream from Sept. 12’s A-1. “That had to be the outstanding question of the day,” Fladung says.

While enough reporters and photographers were available to write stories and take pictures, copy editors and page designers to put out the extra were in short supply.

Those editors and designers didn’t come to work until mid- or late afternoon. Only a handful of those staff members were in the office on the morning of 9/11, mostly working on the features and weekend sections.

Calls went out to get editors in as quickly as possible. That almost wasn’t necessary, though. A number of staffers came to work on their own once they learned of the attack.

Bruce Winges, then the night managing editor, had just started his vacation along with his wife, Bonnie Bolden, the newsroom’s administrative editor. They canceled their plans and made it to the office around 10:30 a.m. Winges went right to work laying out pages.

“The urgency was,” Winges recalls, “we’ve got to get the extra out. … The whole focus on these five pages was, let’s get those done.”

In all likelihood, the 9/11 edition will remain the last Beacon Journal extra ever printed. Newspaper websites are now the home for “read all about it” breaking stories once trumpeted by newsboys from street corners.

But in 2001, having a Beacon Journal reporter file a breaking story directly to the internet was at best a glimmer in a few far-seeing eyes.

Ohio.com was a separate entity of Knight Ridder Newspapers then, part of its Real Cities network. Stories by Beacon Journal writers appeared on Ohio.com’s home page, but only after publication in the paper. However, if major national or international news broke during the day, the home page could be updated with a wire service story.

Michael Needs, who held dual positions as public editor and liaison with Ohio.com, posted breaking wire stories on the page more than 25 times on 9/11.

“For a lot of people who did not have access to a television,” he says, “but who did have access to a computer, like in offices all around, there was a sense that this was a way that many people were getting the latest information. … It was possibly one of the first times that the internet was looked at as a source of instantaneous reporting.”

Once the extra was sent to the pressroom, the newsroom’s focus shifted to Wednesday’s paper.

Sixteen full pages in the A-section, including the front and two editorial/commentary pages, were earmarked for 9/11 coverage, the majority of it focused on the Akron area.

Forty Beacon Journal reporters and seven photographers contributed material for those pages. The art department produced a center-spread illustration highlighting locations of the day’s significant events.

As he had for the extra, Dyer wrote the main story from wire reports and local news-gathering efforts. Heldenfels and Pluto reworked their earlier columns. Mackinnon broadened his coverage on the economic impact. Ethridge’s roundup fractured into at least five different stories on what was happening at airports, police stations, churches, schools, offices and shopping centers. New topics, such as reprisal concerns by the Arab community, were covered as well.

Paula Schleis filed a report from Somerset County, Pa. The fourth hijacked plane had crashed there at 10:03 a.m., turning picturesque countryside into scorched trees and a debris-strewn field. Accompanying her story was a photo by Phil Masturzo showing investigators combing through the wreckage of United Flight 93.

Local news columnist David Giffels had been working at home that morning on a long-range project. He got to the newsroom about 11 a.m. and was asked to write for A-1.

“I remember honestly feeling overwhelmed,” he says, “like not knowing, like trying to say something and not knowing yet what to say.”

He managed to write anyway, on the danger of not knowing who our enemy was and letting fear dictate our response.

Also working at home that morning was food writer Jane Snow. She had turned on the TV just in time to watch the second plane hit the World Trade Center.

“I watched in horror for about a half hour before I remembered I was a reporter and might be needed at the office,” she recalls.

She came in and asked how she could help. I found her a desk and a phone in metro and asked her to gather accounts from area residents who were in New York or Washington and had witnessed or were otherwise affected by the attacks.

“How will I find them?” she remembers asking.

They’ll contact us, I replied.

And they did.

Snow’s most important caller that day turned out to be a Silver Lake man whose son, George Hessler, had escaped from the North Tower’s 83rd floor, a few floors beneath where the first plane hit. She got Hessler’s phone number and wrote a harrowing story of his descent down the stairs, of encountering firefighters on their way up, of making it to the second floor when the lights went out and the stairwell shook as the adjacent South Tower collapsed.

Wednesday’s front-page photo showed the same moment as the lead picture in the extra. But this image of the second plane’s strike was no screen grab. It was sharp enough to capture the rain of glowing orange debris beneath the fireball.

By early afternoon, pictures from New York and Washington were coming in. Kirkman estimates she looked at thousands of photos that day, selecting the best for possible use. One was an image that became known as Falling Man.

It shows a man wearing a white top and black pants plummeting head first toward the ground against the vertical backdrop of the towers. His arms are at his sides, his body also nearly vertical except for one bent knee. He was one of the estimated 200 people who jumped from the World Trade Center rather than die by fire.

Many newspapers ran the photo. Many others did not.

Kirkman wanted to use the picture, as did Fladung and Winges. Leach overruled them.

“It wasn’t violent,” Leach says. “It wasn’t gory or sensational. But it was so human and I think everybody could look at that and say, ‘What brings a person to that act of desperation?’ And it felt to me like we were invading that person’s privacy.”

Kirkman offers a different perspective.

“For me, that picture represented the victims,” she explains. “That was the only way the victims were represented because everyone else was a survivor – people walking away. … We had all these people represented, but not one picture of the people who died in the building.”

Not all the 9/11 coverage ran on those 16 pages in Wednesday’s A-section.

Much of the Sports front was devoted to the suspension of Major League baseball, the postponement of Saturday’s Ohio State football game and the uncertainty as to whether Sunday’s pro football games would be played. In the Business section, nearly all of the stories dealt with 9/11’s impact on the local, national or world economy.

The Local front, however, had other news – stories that on any other day almost certainly would have run on A-1. A robbery suspect was killed and two Akron SWAT team officers were injured in a gunfight at Copley’s Red Roof Inn. Two Akron councilmen lost their ward seats in the primary. Another Akron councilman was arrested on a felony drug charge of lying to a doctor to get painkillers.

Over the following days and weeks, the newsroom continued its expanded terrorism-related coverage.Columnist Jewell Cardwell wrote almost daily of area residents helping 9/11 victims. And through the newspaper, Akron formed a lasting bond with a New York City fire station.

On the day after the attacks, Crutchfield held a meeting in his office with his divisional and departmental managers. He doesn’t remember why they had gathered, but it wasn’t to discuss 9/11.

“The meeting was about to get underway,” he recalls, “when Jan (Leach) comes in … and she said, ‘You know, people want to know what they can do. They’re just calling. The phones are going crazy out there.’ ”

John Murphy, director of marketing communications, suggested helping New York’s first responders. Someone threw out, “Why don’t we buy them a fire truck?”

The idea stuck.

After the meeting ended, Crutchfield contacted businesses and institutions about partnering with the Beacon Journal to raise money for a truck. He wanted the mayor’s office involved as well. He also called Giffels into his office.

“I knew we needed somebody to be the reporter on it and David was just a reasonable, automatic candidate,” he says.

Giffels jumped at the opportunity to provide what he had searched for in his Wednesday column. An answer.

“Personally, as a journalist, it was a relief because I had something to write about. And what I had to write about was real and providing some kind of an answer at that time when, like I said, I felt like I didn’t have any answers.”

On Sept. 16, Crutchfield kicked off the campaign with a page one Sunday column on the just-established Fire Truck Fund. The goal was to raise $350,000 for New York City, with $325,000 used to buy a fire engine and $25,000 for a police cruiser. Initial campaign partners were the city and FirstMerit Bank, which collected the donations. A coupon to mail in with a contribution ran at the bottom of A-1.

By Tuesday morning, when Giffels’ first fire truck story was published, $22,325.77 had been collected already in addition to $25,000 that the Beacon Journal had pledged. By bank closing time Wednesday, the total had hit $218,952.75.

Other major partners – Akron Community Foundation, the F.W. Albrecht Co., Ohio.com and the University of Akron – signed onto the campaign. Continental General Tire offered to provide the fire truck’s tires.

Children emptied their piggybanks. Organizations held vigils and passed the collection can. The Akron Fire Department sold patriotic T-shirts with proceeds going to the fund.

“I remember being taken, really taken, by how strong this response was,” says Giffels, who saw homemade cards and drawings of fire trucks pile up on his desk.

The campaign ended on Sept. 30, with late donations accepted until Oct. 11. Nearly $1.4 million was raised, enough to buy two EMS vehicles, three police cars and a ladder truck with an $850,000 price tag. (Ten years later, Tom McDonald, a former assistant New York Fire Department commissioner, would tell Dyer that though donations poured into New York from all over the country, no other city contributed more than Akron.)

On Nov. 27, the brand-new truck stopped in Akron en route to New York from the Seagrave Fire Apparatus factory in Clintonville, Wisc. During an evening ceremony downtown, hundreds watched as the truck’s 95-foot-long, flag-topped ladder rose over Dart Street.

Two days later, the Beacon Journal ran a 30-page special section listing every person, organization and business that had donated to the fund. Nearly 50,000 names were on the list.

The truck went into service on Dec. 13 at the New York City fire station in Queens that housed Ladder Company 163. A delegation from Akron, including Crutchfield, Mayor Don Plusquellic and FirstMerit Bank vice president Barbara Matthews, attended the dedication. Giffels wrote about Ladder 163’s first run.

Giffels and Crutchfield each visited the station again over the years before the truck was retired on May 30, 2013. Many other Akron area residents dropped in as well whenever they were in New York.

They were always welcome to see, to touch and to sometimes climb on board Ladder 163, which bore a bronze plaque next to the driver’s door: “A gift from the people of Greater Akron, Ohio, in honor of the victims of September 11, 2001.”

Every U.S. daily newspaper, of course, has its own 9/11 story to tell – where reporters were sent, what headlines were written, which pictures were published. I can hardly imagine being in a New York or Washington newsroom on that day, worrying not only about getting a paper out but about whose name I might recognize once the dead and injured were identified.

There’s one aspect to the Beacon Journal’s story, however, that is unique.

For our newsroom, 9/11 also was about healing.

Healing. The word sounds almost offensive when linked with so monstrous a day, with so many lives taken, with the wars that would follow.

But it’s the correct word to use.

On Sept. 10, 2001, ours was a newsroom still in mourning.

That spring, the chief librarian and eight members of the Newspaper Guild lost their jobs, victims of the first newsroom layoffs in the Beacon Journal’s history. That summer, 18 more newsroom employees would take company buyouts.

Twenty-seven of our colleagues – managers, reporters, copy editors, artists, librarians – were no longer with us.

In the years to come, there would be other layoffs and buyouts as the Beacon Journal downsized and downsized and downsized some more. But those losses of 2001 were the first and, as such, they cut the deepest.

They hurt the most.

The spring and summer of 2001 was a time of dress-in-black days, of frantic searches for job openings to share with co-workers who needed them, of group sessions to talk out our uncertainty and sorrow.

We never stopped doing good work, of putting out a newspaper we could be proud of, but our collective heart and enthusiasm just wasn’t in it.

Then on a beautiful September morning, terror came down from the sky and we were jolted into remembering who we were.

Giffels, perhaps, describes this best. “Probably almost every American felt this helplessness (on 9/11). In a newsroom, we didn’t feel that. We had a job … a duty that it gave us.”

Our numbers might have been fewer on Sept. 11, 2001, but our mission had never been greater.

We all pulled together and, in doing so, forgot to dwell on what had been.