Jack Armstrong was a legendary radio performer who helped make some of America’s (and Canada's) great radio stations legendary. He raised the bar for the guys who worked with him, making jocks at his station better while making those who had the task of competing against him better… there was no choice, it was get better or find a gig in another market.
Like most kids who grew up with a transistor radio glued to his ear, I first heard Jack Armstrong when he did nights on the 50 thousand Watt blowtorch, 1100 WKYC Cleveland. I was immediately hooked. He was playin’ the hits and smokin’! He defined the meaning of “having fun on the radio.”
Being a radio geek, I’d tell all my friends about this great d-j that I’d discovered while scanning the AM dial and why they just had to listen to him because he was unlike any other d-j I’d heard. WKBW 1520 and WYSL 1400, were #1 and #2 on my radio presets, but there were many nights when I’d tune down the dial to hear Big Jack doing his amazing act on 1100 WKYC.
It was great to hear Jack Armstrong riding the airwaves little bit closer to home on Toronto’s 1050 CHUM and when WKBW Program Director Jeff Kaye hired Jack to take over the 7 to midnight show at “KB,” it was as if he'd come home. The best of both worlds.
A few years later I met Jack and was awestruck. Standing in the control room of WKBW as a potential candidate for summer weekend job that I didn’t get until a year later, I watched him work. What a master!
When I got a chance to talk to him, I chronicled his career like some kid who recites the stats of his favorite athlete… “I first heard you on WKYC, then you went to… and then… and when you went to CHUM you sounded great… and then you came to KB…” I suspect he’d heard it all before from better jocks than me and he took it with an "ah shucks" attitude.
Night after night, Armstrong put on a clinic, especially useful for the for radio freshmen and sophomores: Great on air production, superb pacing, funny lines, between the lines humor, double entendre and great voices, especially that of his sidekick, the Gorilla. And then there was his patented sign off at 100 miles an hour but clearly intelligible... "who he, he who; it's nice to be important but more important to be nice; wash face in morning, neck at night; don't let your six shooter get rusty..." There were guys who knew it by heart. And when radio geeks got together, somebody would inevitably break out an Armstrong cassette aircheck to hear his act. You'd hear guys say, "rewind that, play that back..." We were lucky to hear him in our own home town.
Years later, I talked to him at the Oldies 104 WHTT reunion. We talked some shop, but he was more interested in talking about family and his father who was in poor health. When I told him my family and I had enjoyed vacationing on Carolina’s beautiful Outer Banks, he recounted roaming the beaches of the Outer Banks long before they became over-built with condominiums, hotels and commercial strip malls. And he made me laugh when he offered, “I used to go to Nags Head when there was nothing out there except a few piers and fishing shacks. Now it looks more like the other end of the horse!” Classic Jack.
Armstrong may have signed off this earthly wavelength, but he lives on in the memories of thousands of listeners and hundreds of radio people on whom he left his mark. He remains the epitome of a “personality jock” who set the bar high and always surpassed it.
Just consider this, since he was on FM in some markets, his voice is out there traveling through the universe.You can imagine intelligent life in some distant galaxy picking up the FM signals, hearing Jack and saying "hey, there is intelligent life on planet Earth. Check this guy out, he's great!"
Eternal peace, Jack.
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Hey Magoo! Good to see you again posting here. You've probably learnt by now that Varmint is rich in B vitamins, including the all important Niacin, flavinoids and omega three fatty acids, as long as it's not deep fried. On another point from your post, I was PD/OM at WGR when the edict came down from on high prohibiting Armstrong and Beach from appearing on the WHTT reunion. I took a lot of heat from certain quarters regarding that decision, some suspecting that I was behind it. I wasn't. If memory serves correct, Sinclair owned the Buffalo and Carolina stations at the time, which means Entercom gets a pass. And where am I working these days? Yeah. Only in Buffalo, eh?