Halloran is the 10pm anchor at KMVT, Southern Idaho's News
Source, the CBS affiliate in Twin Falls, Idaho. She started
her career behind the scenes at KRNV and KTVN in Reno, Nevada.
Soon afterwards she got her first on-air job as a morning anchor/reporter
for an NBC affiliate in Nevada. Two years later she made the
jump to Idaho and began anchoring Southern Idaho's number one
5 o'clock newscast. She also hosts a talk show called KMVT'S
Community Connection. She holds degrees in Criminal Law and
Broadcast Journalism from San Diego State University and the
University of Nevada-Reno. A former Miss Reno, she stays actively
involved in helping out at local preliminaries for the Miss
America Pageant. She sits on the board of Crimestoppers, the
Alzheimer's Association, and The Humane Society of the Magic
Valley. She is an APTRA member and belongs to the Idaho Press
Life in a small market--or something like it? Twin Falls-no
not Twin Peaks---Spudville---Dairyland---not that eerie------melodrama.
A far cry from the San Diego freeways, the Las Vegas nightlife,
or the neon lights of Broadway. What could anyone possibly
find to report on in market 188? The potato harvest--the sugar
beet crop or the dairy industry woes? You know, the typical
agriculture stories--oh! those smelly cows! Quite contraire.
Twin Falls, Idaho population 60,000+ home of the 486-foot
Perrine Bridge over the Snake River Canyon--where thrill-seekers
come from across the country to legally base jump--some to
their deaths. A hop, skip and a jump south of Twin Falls--to
Sun Valley---where you just might rub elbows with the man
or machine, who recently terminated California Governor Gray
Davis in the Total Recall Election. To the East, you'll find
yourself smack dab in the middle of an ongoing dispute between
Elko County and the U.S. Forest Service over a washed out
road--so-called "threatened" bull trout--and lots
of shovels. To the West, Mountain Home Air Force Base home
of the 366th Fighter Wing where an F-16 Air Force Thunderbird
crashed right before my very eyes during an air show. Pilots
o.k ! Planes not! If you look hard-you just might find--there
really are meaningful stories in Spudville.
But there's more than meets the eye when it comes to getting
your hands on those meaningful stories. Case in point-- market
188 competes directly with Boise, market 123 since only 100
miles separates the two cities. Then factor in NBC'S powerhouse
affiliate KSL broadcast on cable from Salt Lake City. Imagine
being up against these media giants during sweeps. Understaffed--under
equipped---only 1 live truck--but not to be outdone. And I
have the battle scars to prove it. Lugging around 60 pounds
of gear, an awkward tripod in my left hand, an enormous case
with a 25 pound DVCPro camera inside and a bag hanging off
my shoulder containing a microphone, a light, back-up batteries--and
of course, a little lipstick too. Whoever said, "weebles
wobble but they don't fall down" was wrong. Hopefully,
I don't look like a weeble--even though sometimes I feel like
one with all that gear. But, you gotta do what you gotta do!
Proof positive that one man banding is alive and well. I prefer
to call it a "one-woman symphony." It's a well orchestrated
attempt to look large market. I've even turned a cop into
a photographer and an eye surgeon into a cameraman just to
get a decent stand-up.
There isn't anything I haven't done. From risking my life
to shoot video in a dust storm on Interstate 86 a.k.a. America's
Deadliest Highway, dodging bullets during a standoff between
police and an armed suspect at a local motel--to covering
the trial of a local man who was indicted on federal charges
for allegedly operating an internet kiddie porn ring. I can
shoot, write, edit, produce and anchor an entire 30 minute
newscast by myself. The hours are long--some days are better
than others--some things aren't fair and I often dream of
being in a better place.
When I wake up, I realize there are thousands of people who
would like to be in my position. Many who would give their
left arm to be in front of the camera where I'm at. At this
point, I'm just grateful to be gainfully employed. Besides,
the grass isn't always greener on the other side. For now--having
giggling little girls run past the table where my husband
and I are dining--shouting "that's the t.v. lady."
Then their mom comes up to me--with a mouthful of food and
asks for my autograph. I gleefully say, "I'd be happy
to--but I don't have anything to write on!" She hands
me an Outback Steakhouse napkin, and with the stroke of a
pen I made her girls' day. That's life in the small market.
For me, it's been a loaded experience that turned this "common
tater" working in the state known for famous potatoes
into a "commentator"--in all senses of the word!