Ron’s grandma, Ron, and me.

Intergenerational laughs. I would often go home after school with my friend Ron. Ron lived with his grandmother in an apartment near our high school where Ron and I attended. I knew her as Mrs. Powell, a savvy senior woman and an up-to-date on current pop culture. And for certain a good cook. I wasContinue reading “Ron’s grandma, Ron, and me.”

They came from out of the blue.

The things you see on television. My friend Jim and I stopped at a Motel Six in Albuquerque to spend the night. Our travels started in Oklahoma City and we were on the way to Los Angeles driving route-66. Headed home for the semester break. Later that same evening I turned on the TV toContinue reading “They came from out of the blue.”

There I was. Me, on national TV.

My sorted and reckless past When a senior in high school on some weekends I would catch the metro bus and ride a fair distance which included a transfer in downtown Los Angeles headed to Hollywood. About an hour trip traveling about 30-miles. I lived on the east side of L A and Hollywood, whereContinue reading “There I was. Me, on national TV.”

Vote in spite of the liberal press.

It is the freaking press. It is the press that creates difficult mid-term voting for the opposition party. The liberal press theory is when the president and his party are in power the opposition wins more congressional seats than the party in power. And the press has been saying this finger painted blatherment for decades.Continue reading “Vote in spite of the liberal press.”

How does this mahogany box work?

Our very first television. It was 1952 on Simmons Avenue in East L A not that far from the Willard Battery factory water tower and just downwind from the B. F. Goodrich tire factory. The latest electronic marvels had entered our Okie home. Once television was brought into our tiny East Los Angeles Livingroom entertainmentContinue reading “How does this mahogany box work?”

Opening the curtains of theater of the mind.

Radio comes full circle. I must had been about four-years-old when I became aware of radio. Radio mostly broadcast live from New York, Chicago, and from my hometown of Los Angeles or Hollywood. And back then it was not referred to as “Old-time radio.” Or as some call it today, ‘OTR.’ Some programs were broadcastContinue reading “Opening the curtains of theater of the mind.”

Biography: Cokie Roberts.

Book Report Most of us had followed this woman’s career ever since the early days of PBS and NPR. A woman who knew Washington inside out and all around. Up until her recent death she was heard each week explaining politics on NPR’s Morning Edition. Earlier in her career she was seen on weekends ‘talking-head’Continue reading “Biography: Cokie Roberts.”

A woman’s voice.

I am a sexist. When it comes to listening, to someone deliver the news with authority on the radio or TV I prefer to hear a male with a medium range resonant voice. Someone with a bit of urgency that commands the listeners attention. A guy’s voice that cuts through the background noise. Someone youContinue reading “A woman’s voice.”

My star on the walk of fame?

My season in Hollywood. My cousin Don lived on Cherokee Avenue in an apartment just off Hollywood Boulevard. He was a postal worker at the Hollywood branch of the Post Office. At that time, I was in high school. Some weekends I would take the bus from my home in East L A to theContinue reading “My star on the walk of fame?”