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One man's miraculous recovery from near tragedy is another man's simple frustration. As the US Airways jet made a crash landing into the Hudson River beside Manhattan yesterday afternoon I was attempting to tape the host for our January show (my own attempt at salvage as the original host I tried to tape on Tuesday lost her voice). We did repeated takes attempting to finish the recording, but the constant sound of sirens and helicopters kept bleeding in to our drafty 3rd floor studio. Little did we know what was going down at the time, but we knew it was big.

A little later that afternoon I had a walk through for a taping I'm doing today at a clinic at St. Vincent Hospital, our next door neighbor, which apparently received some of the survivors from the crash, or at least was ready to. A New York 1 reporter tries to do his job across from the ER as a homeless lady sings quite loudly.