Director from another time.
It was a long time ago that I graduated from UCLA and got my first job as a Production Assistant in the Newsroom. I worked in Research at the Assignment Desk, then moved up to work in the office of the Assistant News Director — largely because I typed, I suspect.
Many of my long-time friends came from that era. Vin, whom I married. Donna. Jeff. It was a highly educated, super-smart, witty group of people … and now I realized, as I sat with about 77 of them yesterday at a reunion for newspeople in town … that we were all under pressure to make a good show, tell the news the best way we could, and hit our daily deadlines. We were like the E.R. of a hospital. And once the story was told, it was onto the next. Until we woke up and started again. You don’t forget those friendships forged under fire. I wrote Henry Weiss a note tonight, thanking him many years later for being so kind to me when I was newly graduated and didn’t know my way.