The family of Chauncy Glover, the beloved CBS news anchor, released a heartfelt statement on Tuesday, expressing their profound grief: “We, Sherry and Robert Glover, along with Chauncy’s beloved family, are devastated by the unimaginable loss of our beloved Chauncy. He was more than a son and brother – he was a beacon of light in our lives and a true hero to his community.”
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