By Brian Williams, Anchor and managing editor
I've found that with a little barbeque sauce, crow actually tastes...like chicken. I reference of course my trash talk in my Friday posting, predicting -- ASSUMING -- a Giants victory over the Redskins last night. My son and I were there for the humiliating loss. We braved the 17-degree wind-chill, we braved snow and wind in the face, we even braved the sausage sandwiches at the stadium. When we turned around in our seats and realized the season ticket holders sitting behind us in section 212 didn't bother to come back to their seats for the second half, we knew we had a problem. Our beloved Boys in Blue really stunk up the place. Later, in line for the bus back to the Port Authority in New York (the ONLY way to travel to the Meadowlands without spending a significant portion of your life in the Meadowlands parking lot) my son guessed that it was the coldest he'd ever been. I placed it third -- after Bosnia and Iraq. He's just 16; give him time. We had a great night, and we were even polite to the Washington fans who walked past the bus line of hundreds of Giants fans singing the Redskins fight song, "Hail to the..." I can't finish it.
Much excitement surrounding tonight's broadcast. We've been looking for a new announcer ever since our beloved, veteran "voice of Nightly News" Howard Reig left us for retirement two years ago. Many of you will be reading this after 6:30 eastern time (our first live feed of the broadcast) when the "identity" of our new announcer will already be known. Let me just say this about this man: I called him, I appealed to his sense of history and tradition and his love of the medium -- and he said yes without hesitation. I was a fan before this. Now I am devoted to the guy.
What a great political story we have developing in Iowa. As one of our political pros put it, "there's a five-way tie for second, and 'none of the above' is the front-runner." You've got this weekend's endorsements, you've got today's endorsement of McCain, you've got Edwards on the cover of Newsweek, you've got Romney on Meet the Press (and Ron Paul next weekend), you've got a former president in a de facto, same-team competition for air time with his wife, the candidate... and in short: you've got quite a race. The Hillary-and-surrogates helicopter tour of all 99 Iowa counties reminds me of the most artful use ever of a helicopter in American politics: LBJ's campaign for U.S. Senate in Texas in 1948.

The chopper was dubbed "The Flying Windmill" and looked vaguely like a salt shaker with propellers. Johnson was smart enough to know that it would bring the townspeople out. Many had never seen such an aircraft before -- and they'd certainly never encountered a man like Lyndon Johnson before. As a gimmick, he more than once threw his hat out the window of the hovering helicopter (after buzzing the town at low altitude, using the racket and spectacle of the unwieldy whirlybird to call attention to his visit) and a petrified volunteer staffer would then be dispatched to retrieve it on the ground. Note: don't try this at home. Or in Iowa.

It was great reading all of your emails over the weekend. We hope you enjoy the new "voice of Nightly News" at the top of tonight's broadcast and hereafter. Thanks for tuning in tonight -- and always.
It was potluck Sunday here in the Nightly newsroom this afternoon as we shared favorite dishes (I made an apple-berry cobbler) and said good-bye to some of our colleagues who are moving on. A big thanks to Tom Bowman, a senior producer on the show, and one of the first people I got to know when I joined MSNBC back in 2000. I'd miss him regardless, but now that I've discovered he cooks up a mean mac and cheese, I'm suggesting we compete more aggressively to keep him.
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Gene Cernan's fellow Apollo 17 moonwalker was lunar module pilot Harrison Schmitt, who snapped this photo of Cernan in the module shortly after they stepped back inside. Note the lunar landscape out the window, and the moon dust on Cernan's suit (and the proud smile on his face). Soon after this photo was taken, the Challenger lifted off, and Cernan and Schmitt rejoined fellow astronaut Ron Evans aboard the command module in lunar orbit. (Evans died in 1990; Cernan and Schmitt are still with us, both now in their early 70's). Left behind on the surface of the moon, along with the lander: a Lunar Rover, an array of experiments and equipment, an American flag, and a television camera. The camera was still working, and it
On December 7, 1972, the day they set out for the moon, the crew of Apollo 17 looked back toward Earth and took what has become one of the best-known, most reproduced and most awe-inspiring photographs ever taken. Here it is. Truly, there's no place like home.
Howard began his career as a high school English teacher, but when he took a summer acting job in 1943 at WGY in Schenectady, he knew that broadcasting was his field. In the 1940s, Howard narrated live Big Band shows on the radio, striking up a friendships with Duke Ellington and others. He has worked as a disc jockey, talk show host, narrator, pitchman and as a news anchor. He appeared on camera and provided the voice for some of the classic commercials of the 1960s and early 1970s.
On the occasion of Howard's official retirement from the company, Tom Brokaw said, "When I hear his voice introducing me in the middle of some big go-to-hell news story, I always feel I have to step up to the plate with a little more flair. Now I know how DiMaggio felt when he was introduced by Mel Allen."
1. Army Sgt. Kyle Dayton, 22, of El Dorado Hills, Calif., got married soon after returning from Afghanistan in 2006. "When I was pregnant, Kyle went out at 11 p.m. and used his last two dollars to get me the Dairy Queen hot dogs I just couldn't live without," his wife, Nicole, told the Sacramento Bee. Their son, Sean, was born three months ago. Dayton, with the 82nd Airborne Division, never got to see him. Dayton was killed Dec. 3 by a booby-trapped body in Ashwah, Iraq. 


In St. Joseph, where more than half the city is without power, the crackle of ice-laden tree branches falling is topped only by the buzz of chain saws clearing them from driveways and sidewalks.
It's impossible to deny the asthetics of all this. For all the hardship the storm delivered, it's like a postcard here; the city glistening in glass.
A year ago today, my uncle, the actor Peter Boyle, lost his battle with this disease at age 71. It took Gen. Wayne Downing, a much beloved figure here at Nightly News, as well. Multiple myeloma is a cancer of the plasma cells, and it lays waste to a person's immune system. It was a terrible way to go, and unimaginably hard for my aunt and cousins to witness. But they were helped tremendously by some very kind and gifted people, in particular my uncle's physician, Dr. Brian Durie, who is featured in tonight's story. Dr. Durie and his wife, Susie Novis, head the International Myeloma Foundation, which is doing groundbreaking research. Some of the results were presented at the American Society of Hematology conference just this week - in particular, some intriguing findings about the impact of exposure to certain toxins in the environment on a person's tendency to develop this disease. Unlike most other cancers, rates of diagnosis are increasing for myeloma and it's vital to figure out why.




Thanks to all of you who wrote and shared your stories and quiz answers. This past Pearl Harbor Day was my first without my old friend John Popp. We profiled John (a Pearl Harbor survivor) back when I was working at MSNBC. John and I became instant buddies, and were pen pals for a decade, until his death last year. What a sweet man. His friends called him the "Chief" -- and so did I -- and John is one of the reasons why we should never forget what happened that day.
Chet Huntley, May 1957
L to R: Daniel Arensmeier, Bob Kahn, Sam Arensmeier, Brian, Sharon Huntley Kahn.