By Kimberly Krautter
Special to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution
My dad called me the other day. He said, "I was thinking about you when I heard the news." We're both news junkies, so such an oblique statement usually has to do with one of my clients. This time, I couldn't think of a relevant headline. He told me he had just heard the announcement that Richard Jewell died.
If it weren't for Richard, I might not be here today. Or at least not as intact. Richard saved my life and those of many others that night in the park. I never got a chance to thank him.
That summer, I was living a dream. The Olympic Games were in my backyard. Like so many native Atlantans, I was proud that my hometown was playing host. I had passed up an opportunity to move to Los Angeles years earlier, preferring to stay here to work for the Games. I had no plan, no idea what I would be doing, I just knew I had to be a part of it.
Jewell remembered for acts of heroism