This is Hidden Killers Week in review.

I look back at the most prolific stories of the week.

This is Hidden Killers Live with Tony Bruske, Stacey Cole, and Todd Michaels.

Well, letter six dropped this week.

So let's get into it.

This is an exciting one.

This is, as he promised, he's going to tell us more about, I think, what, near-death experience number three and four now. Let's find out what happens. And the countdown continues. Moving up a notch. It's Chad Daybell, letter number six.

My second near-death experience happened in the summer of 1993. Eight years had passed since I had jumped off the cliff at

Flaming Gorge Reservoir. I was now nearly 25 years old. Tammy and I had moved to Ogden the

previous year when I was hired as a copy editor for the Standard Examiner newspaper and we now had a one-year-old son. Ogden is about a 90-minute

drive from Springville, so we felt we were on our own, but still close enough to visit our families regularly.

I really enjoyed my new job. I had been the city editor during my senior year for BYU's Daily Universe

newspaper, but going to the standard examiner

was a major step up. The company was a full-scale operation with a bustling newsroom and

dozens of employees, and I was right on the front lines in producing the newspaper each day.

This was an exciting time when computer typesetting programs were being introduced,

but when I first started working there, we still actually cut and pasted the newspaper together.

On the copy desk, we would design the pages, edit the stories, write the headlines,

then send the articles to the production room. If an article ended up being

too long for the page, I would be called to the production room to decide which part of the story

to cut out. Then with an exacto knife, we would literally cut the text to fit and paste it onto the

page board. There was a lot of stress as the daily deadline approached, with people

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