Michael and MJ:
Thanks to you both for clearing this up--to me it is remarkable that such a one-of-a-kind media event, however profoundly stupid, remained unmentioned in that obit!
Oh, and MJ: thank you for the kind words about my ever-serpentine news-and-talk radio career that bounced me around the Lower 48 during 1982-2013, and yep, I never met Thomas.
Indeed, I don't recall him attending any of the various radio biz conventions I attended from San Francisco and Chicago to Los Angeles and San Diego 1991-2004, although at some of the downright huge ones--which haven't even EXISTED since the mid-90s' slow-but-steady spiraling death of radio began and [sob!] continues accelerating here nearly 2 percent of the way through the new millennium--he could easily have been standing near me during one of panel discussions without my ever realizing it, so packed were those NAB and R&R confabs a couple decades ago.
More recently, for a host of radio industry reasons--all dismaying, if you ask a bona fide radio guy* like me--these radio conventions have been only sparsely attended, and I am quite confident the late Thomas was not in attendance at any of those, else I surely would have at least shaken his hand and chatted him up, if only to learn if he ever privately thought Conga and Rockwell--or whatever that clown's surname was--even had a chance at any sort of communal bliss (that is, other than immediate annulment).
BRYAN STYBLE/[on the TSE 2017 Tour in] Paducah
* One of any of several workable definition of a "radio guy" is anyone who would gratefully and politely but firmly decline an offer of a $100,000 television gig whilst holding down a $50,000 commercial newstalk hosting time-slot at any major-market heritage radio station (meaning a broadcasting operation dating from the earliest days of the medium and thus highly unlikely to be, say, a talk radio outlet on Friday but then an oldies station by Monday). Not that i was ever faced with that easy lucrative-radio-over-enriching-televisoin decision, mind you! But scoff if you like, the truth is that I would indeed be one of those wise enough to stick with what I can do well rather than take a flyer on any broadcast which didn't play to my strengths and minimize my various broadcast weaknesses. Or put another way, a true radio guy--I'm sure there are loads of counterpart "television guys" (and gals, of course), but I do not ever really recall meeting any, despite working at one also-ran TV station in Motown and then fully three of the major Chicago outlets [WLS-TV, WGN-TV, and WFLD/Fox]. And not only do I not recall ever knowing one of these supposed TV guys, but I don't really much WANT to meet them, for surely they would just regard me as a fool if not an idiot for my seeming nonsensical priorities. More fundamentally and thus much more importantly, they would never understand what we radio guys have known instinctively if not intellectually pretty much from our earliest days with a transistor radio held to our ear: that when compared with the best radio, the best TV hardly even registers! And that's simply because of what that anonymous early-50s kid astutely highlighted in the oft-told anecdote--which due to the continued anonymity of the youngster may indeed be apocryphal, although it sure OUGHT to have happened--where the child explains to his dad why old radio beats the new television every time: "Because on radio, the pictures are WAY better!"