We have this morning dropped anchor, just off Williamstown.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Last week, I went to Philadelphia, but it was closed.
My father is an anchor and my brother is as well.
I worked in three local news markets and in every single one of them, they said: 'You're a lousy anchor. We would love to renew your contract and have you be our lead reporter here, but we're not going to have you anchor.'
I feel that I'm leaving Williamstown too early, but I'd rather leave too early than too late.
We were now back at Smith Landing, and fired with a desire to make another Buffalo expedition on which we should have ampler time and cover more than a mere corner of the range.
And that's the mistake that was made with Steel Pier. Roger was caught between a rock and hard place. It would have cost a couple of million dollars more to take it to Boston or someplace first. So we opened about a month too early.
When I'm anchoring, I miss chasing stories in the field.
We moved leisurely towards Mount Foster, on the 22nd, and arrived opposite to it a little before sunset.
I once spent a year in Philadelphia, I think it was on a Sunday.
Houston, Tranquillity Base here. The Eagle has landed.