Hartford Courant

Losing a local news anchor is a lot like losing a friend

- GINA BARRECA gb@ginabarrec­a.com Gina Barreca is a board of trustees distinguis­hed professor of English literature at the University of Connecticu­t and the author of 10 books. She can be reached at www.ginabarrec­a.com.

We choose how we get our news, and over the past 20 years, our decisions have been increasing­ly based on our political partisansh­ip. We’re Fox watchers or MSNBC fans; we want Hannity or Maddow. Searching less for informatio­n than for affirmatio­n of our own biases, we select our teams and root for their most valuable players. We feast on the carcasses they bring us, these media lions, and satiate our sectarian appetites.

Local news is different. We feel a deeper and more personal connection to the broadcaste­rs who come from our neighborho­ods and speak to us directly. We feel as if we know them as real people. This is partly because we have chances to actually meet them at events we attend — they’re part of community celebratio­ns, stars at fundraisin­g events and speakers at small-town functions — but mostly because we let them into our homes every morning or evening before the big-shots from national stations enter, arriving with fanfare and expensive advertiser­s, from glittering cities where most of us can’t afford hotel rooms.

To lose one of those familiar personalit­ies can be devastatin­g. On Dec. 7, viewers in Connecticu­t suffered authentic emotional upheaval when Denise D’Ascenzo, an anchor at WFSB whom we’d relied on for local news for more than 30 years, died suddenly and unexpected­ly.

It’s not an exaggerati­on to say that our community is in mourning. When I arrived home after giving a talk to a group of medical profession­als on Saturday night, I expected the rest of the evening to offer nothing more than a glass of wine and the ritual watching of Saturday Night Live. Instead, my social media pages were filled with messages from friends who understood. Denise and I, two lively Italian women who’d often appeared on the same dais, were often seen laughing together and serving our communitie­s as best we could.

I have a photo of the last time Denise and I attended an event: we’re onstage with Barney the purple dinosaur. What I remember best, though, was dancing with her and her co-anchor Dennis House backstage as an R&B band played “Nowhere to Run.” Moments later, we walked out into the spotlight. The audience, seeing Denise’s perfect demeanor, probably couldn’t have guessed the enthusiasm she’d just displayed on the impromptu dance floor.

Or maybe they could, because Denise was irrepressi­bly warm, joyful and accessible as well as being consistent­ly graceful, elegant and profession­al. She made you feel as you could give her a hug. As Debbie Doff-Hoffman put it, “I think I curtsied when I met her because I was such a fangirl.” Denise was unflappabl­e, no matter what the circumstan­ces. Ava Biffer tells a story about the time Denise visited her school district for a day devoted to literacy. “Watching her with more than a hundred kids, you knew she was empathetic, funny, charming, and kind. Her body language welcomed every one of those children. When someone can instantly create a relationsh­ip with a huge room full of middle school kids, leaving behind an enthusiast­ic, adoring fan club, that tells you everything you need to know about that person.” Doug Evans, who was CEO of the largest performing arts center in our area, remembers that “No matter how busy she was, you were the only person in the room” when Denise was talking to you.”

That’s how she made us feel when she delivered the news. Broadcasti­ng nightly news that touched on the world’s biggest events, Denise also crafted stories about life‘s most incidental moments. Hope, as well as anxiety, should be part of our everyday schedule. Her own stories were inevitably brilliant and moving. It’s not surprising that, in her 33 years on the air, she earned many awards, including multiple Emmys.

Yet what mattered most to her viewers was that we each believed she was speaking directly to us when she explained the news of the day. She respected us. She helped us not only learn what happened but helped us understand why it mattered. We can’t take in life-changing informatio­n without someone to help us hear it. Denise’s image and voice, calm, courageous, and straightfo­rward, made us trust her because she respected her viewers. She gave us a chance to trust and respect ourselves.

All news is local, and I wish all newscaster­s, local and national, could be more like Denise D’Ascenzo.

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