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Nancy Kerrigan Clubbed On The Knee Today In 1994

What is the sound of one dream breaking? For Dan Kerrigan, a plain-spoken, loving father, it was the agonizing screams of his daughter Nancy echoing down the hallway of Detroit’s Cobo Hall. Leaving the side of his legally blind wife, Brenda, he pushed through bewildered spectators, scooped Nancy up in his powerful welder’s arms and headed for help. For one still-anonymous predator, it was the sound of glass splintering. Dressed in a black hat and leather jacket, he snuck up behind America’s foremost female figure skater, swung a metal rod at her elegant, powerful right leg, then ran. Facing locked doors, he smashed through the plexiglass that blocked his desperate retreat and fled into the afternoon. For Nancy Kerrigan, it was the sound of her own voice. Racked with fear and pain, her beauty distorted as she watched a life’s work perhaps ruined in a flash of brutality, she heard herself sob, “Why me? Why me?”

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Newsweek January 17, 1994

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