ERIC BETZ Sun Staff Reporter azdailysun.com | Monday, September 12, 2011
- On the morning of September 11, 2001, Paul Keim was out for a run with his dog on Observatory Mesa, oblivious to the events unfolding along the eastern seaboard.
He was training for a marathon that he would never run.
Within weeks, he would be sitting on the hood of his Toyota on the tarmac at Flagstaff Pulliam Airport when a blonde woman walked off a Gulfstream jet and handed him a package.
“Dr. Keim, this is the anthrax,” she told him. Read more at the Arizona Daily Sun