The loss of Peter Jennings

It makes me very sad that Peter Jennings is gone. I'm not a big news watcher, but I do remember those horribly scary hours and days immediately following the World Trade Center attacks. Peter was there for me. I couldn't sleep; Peter was there for me. I was afraid to leave the house; Peter was there for me. It was very comforting then to know that Peter was there for me. What if it happens again? Who will be there for me then? Some strange anonymous face that hasn't been a presence since before I was born? Will they have the same comforting power that Peter had? I doubt it.