Another page dropped off the calendar for me recently. That is not a dreadful thing because it happens to all of us all the time. It is a progression. I just turned 80 a while ago and I really do not know how I did it. Certainly, it was
There were two quite different but significant events I attended last week but there was a link. The first event was a graduation concert for my grandchild. He was finishing kindergarten. When I started school at St. Bon’s many years ago there was no kindergarten. It had not been
A story from the distant past for your consideration today. The news side of broadcasting was not my only home in on-air television work. While news is where I have happily lived for most of career, there was an earlier part of broadcasting life where news was interrupted by
Last week over a lovely late -night whiskey I looked at my Facebook page. I never did spend a lot of time there on-line because I understand the limitations of it all. On occasion I have posted things I think the world might want to see and
Our grade one class from my first school had lunch last week. It sounds strange but it is so. It isn’t a once in a lifetime thing. The students who started school together on a day more than seventy years ago still break bread together. We do it every
I was down to Witless Bay and Bay Bulls this week for a look around. My family used to spend summers in Bay Bulls. We rented a house from Con Aspell one summer and from the Lynches down on the north side for another summer. We also stayed one
People who know me from my long and happy life at NTV and broadcast news might think I’ve spent my whole media life in television. Not so. Television has certainly been a great ride but my start in broadcast media actually was in radio.
My first
I quit smoking. I can’t believe that I actually did it, but I did and if I can quit smoking then anyone on this planet can. I wasn’t just a smoker, I was a champion smoker. I was a smoker of “Olympian” proportions. Rothman’s King Size made my entire
This is the column that I thought might finally get me run out of town. I survived the one in the old, printed Herald about calling singer Burl Ives the fat dead guy and the one about death being a great career move for Elvis, but this is the
It is an odd concept “to belong” to something but it is an important one. I am convinced it is a real part of what it is to be human. Most people, but not all, need to belong. A few years ago, I received an email inviting me to