Posts Tagged: Walter Cronkite
No News Good News-Where Have You Gone Walter Cronkite?
Right now no news is good news. I have been microdosing the news recently. The shock and tumult from the disastrous Presidential election was too much. Like having a violent bout of food poisoning, my delicate system can’t digest the
No News Good News-Where Have You Gone Walter Cronkite?
Right now no news is good news. I have been microdosing the news recently. The shock and tumult from the disastrous Presidential election was too much. Like having a violent bout of food poisoning, my delicate system can’t digest the
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Where Have You Gone Walter Cronkite?
In this age of deep distrust, “the most trusted man in America” is sorely missed more than ever. Walter Cronkite who reigned supreme at a time of journalistic integrity, ( no millennials, that’s not an oxymoron) long before cable tabloid
Where Have You Gone Walter Cronkite?
In this age of deep distrust, “the most trusted man in America” is sorely missed more than ever. Walter Cronkite who reigned supreme at a time of journalistic integrity, ( no millennials, that’s not an oxymoron) long before cable tabloid
High Noon at the Democratic Convention 1960 PartII
The 1960 Democratic Convention was a high-steppin, wild west of a good time, and my family and myself had front row seats in front of our Philco. It was as rip roarin, rip snortin a time as any western on
High Noon at the Democratic Convention 1960 PartII
The 1960 Democratic Convention was a high-steppin, wild west of a good time, and my family and myself had front row seats in front of our Philco. It was as rip roarin, rip snortin a time as any western on
High Noon at the 1960 Democratic Convention
I wasn’t but knee-high to a lamb when Walter Cronkite sheparded me into the New Frontier that hot summer of 1960. A trustworthy thoroughbred if ever there was one, Walter “Curly” Cronkite safely steered me and my family through
High Noon at the 1960 Democratic Convention
I wasn’t but knee-high to a lamb when Walter Cronkite sheparded me into the New Frontier that hot summer of 1960. A trustworthy thoroughbred if ever there was one, Walter “Curly” Cronkite safely steered me and my family through
Envisioning The American Dream 