Yes, Bryan, as has occasionally come
up here before (e.g. on 8/3/2008), we
were both RTVF cherubs* at Northwestern
that year and both in Elder Hall. No
problem that you may not remember me; I
made a point of trying to be unobtrusive.
While my experience there was somewhat
mixed you were one of those with whom I
did get along well (you even served as
the visual "punchline" to one of my video
assignments). I could toss off several
names of our teachers and fellow students
and recollections thereof but as this is
a public forum (and the topic certainly
of no further interest to anyone else in
the group) I'll refrain from doing so,
although feel free to e-mail me if you
wish to continue this.
* As they told us back then, the term
"cherub" had been coined several years
earlier when a professor teaching a
regular summer course looked out his
classroom window, saw a group of NHS
Institute students** out on the adjacent
lawn and snidely said "they look like
little cherubs, don't they?" Evidently
that tale spread and the name stuck.
** The NHS Institute had programs in a
variety of disciplines. I had originally
planned to go to the journalism one,
along with a friend I had met in a
similar program at the University of
Kansas the previous summer, but unlike
at KU RTVF was a separate program from
print so I ended up there instead.
Post by Bryan Styble
And the person who I was gently correcting [not Derek] and I went to school together back in 1972.
Yikes! I guess that would be, uh, me?
So we attended school together, eh? Well, in 1972 that was Lindbergh High, in southwest suburban
St. Louis, in those days I'm informed the largest secondary school, public or private, anywhere
in Missouri. (And where, thanks to three years of rather dominating appearances on Scholar Quiz
right there downtown under The Gateway Arch at KMOX-TV*, I was a rather well-known student on
campus even though I played on no Lindbergh Flyers sports squads).
BUT: For a couple months I ALSO attended Northwestern University's National High School
Institute during June, July and August of '72, prior to my senior year at Lindbergh, enrolled
in the Institute's radio/TV/film program. That summer sojourn to suburban Chicago, as it
happened, launched my radio career, eventually by the late 1980s making me a rather
widely beloved and emulated--or abhored and ridiculed?--local commercial newstalk radio host,
first in Southern California at some inconsequential stations and then in the big (or sometimes
just sorta-big) radio yakker leagues in the San Francisco Bay Area, Detroit, Chicago,
Albuquerque, Seattle and Orlando.
As I didn't find your name, Sir Barr, in an admittedly-nonexhaustive check of my Lindbergh
yearbooks, I'm guessing you were a fellow Northwestern "cherub" (as the university so
infelicitously termed us for some ungodly** reason)--which (as a male) would have put you in
the same dorm with me, i.e., Elder Hall on Evanston's fabled Sheridan Road, correct?
(Oh, and whichever of those two schools it was at which we previously crossed paths, I
apologize for not recalling your name while deeply thanking you for remembering MINE despite
my spelling it differently back then...as I am quite flattered I managed to stick in the
recesses of your mind, whether those are indeed PLEASANT memories of this future loudmouth
broadcaster, or not.)
Incidentally***, I knew the vastly-over-celebrated songstress Celine Dion is not French--but
given that she grew up in Montreal speaking it as a first (and only?) language, I figured she
was applicable to Derek's intriguing theory about showbiz types exaggerating their accent for
* Those legendary call letters abandoned for some godforsaken reason in favor of KMOV, but
thankfully only years after I departed The Gateway City.
** Well, upon reflection, I guess "ungodly" is an improper term to employ when discussing cherubs.
*** A word whose penultimate syllable has seemingly YET to be pronounced by commercial radio
newstalker and world-class syntax-shatterer Dennis Prager, the big galoot instead always serving
up for his ever-tortured listeners "in-cid-DENT-ly". (That's by my decidedly-unscientific
reckoning, BUT after loyally tuning into his various shows ever since his second-ever broadcast
on KABC/Los Angeles in 1982, and regularly making air pseudonymously as a caller on his programs
ever since his THIRD-ever show.)