OMG... JIM BELL I can't believe it! I could have sworn I heard you on a classical station a few years ago.....but you're at KUHF? You've really racked up some awards! Congratulations about 100 times! I loved those old radio days, they're really a thing of the past, aren't they?
Your memory is right on, too, except for a couple of things. I did traffic reports both mornings and afternoons, and I was at KPRC radio only ten months. It seemed like forever, though because as you remember, I was absolutely terrified to be on the air live! It wasn't something I'd sought, being a copywriter and a voice over talent only, it just sort of happened. Remember Jack London? I knew him from the many times I'd been in your radio production rooms downstairs. Jack asked me if I'd care to audition for Don Watson for a new feature the station was introducing, traffic reports. Jack explained that an NBC sister station had tried out a woman on the air giving traffic updates and it was big hit. I'm not sure if there were any other females on the air locally in Houston or not at that time. I can't remember any.
Jack said she the traffic lady at the sister station used her first name only so we decided that's what I would do when I got the job and that stuck even for the several years I was at KULF. I started at KPRC the first day of Daylight Saving Time in the fall and, thinking it would be a piece of cake, I opened my mike and then my mouth and felt sheer panic overwhelm me. What a surprise! I had a huge case of stage fright! Blew me away! I never expected it. I highly suspect that's what you're remembering about me that you considered neurotic. I don't think I ever shut up about it. I hated being on the air live! We never actually got together that much for you to see me in any mode other than "FEAR" so naturally you'd think I was neuroses laden. And it was terrible, that panic. I don't know where it came from, it never went away while I was at KPRC. It was probably the stiff format, I never really relaxed on the air. It wasn't until I went to KULF that I loosened up even a little. Whatever 'it' is, it's a bitch, and my daughter has it too. She was Houston's first Miss Teen USA here and her fear of public speaking kept her from winning Miss Teen Texas. Production never affected me that way, though. It was odd, never heard of only LIVE mike fright.
And the other thing you're cloudy about is the 'voyeurism' word usage event. That look on my face you mistook for embarrassment was actually a look of astonishment with a little 'isn't this just like a man?" thrown in because I couldn't believe you didn't know the word 'voyeurism' also means any visual fixation on anything morbid, caused by a fascination with something sensational....which compels the voyeur to stare. Driving slowly by a wreck to see dead bodies on the freeway I figured fell into that category so I used the word. You corrected me by what you thought to be right, but having taught Journalism for five years at the Awty School, I understood its expanded definition and didn't go any further with the issue. But I swear, and I have to chuckle over it, to this day whenever I hear that word 'voyeur,'suddenly sex, dead bodies and you flash through my mind!
Whatever happened to Carol Boudreaux, do you know? Last I heard she was press secretary for the Houston Transit Dept and was working toward putting a rail down Richmond Avenue. Who was that writer who worked outside in the main room behind a typewriter? A guy? Sort of laid back? I can't think of his name or the names of anyone else who worked out there at the desks.
And one final thing you have confused... and it's understandable because it's been almost forty years since we both worked there, yikes!.... is we went out only one time. You knew I was involved with someone else, I told you up front and you were a great sport about it. I, for the life of me, can't remember where we went that night but I have vivid memories of you singing most of the time in that gorgeous trained operatic voice you have. I had no idea you sang, much less that you knew entire operas. I'm surprised you haven't used that gift, you're very multi talented!
I'm sorry we really never got together much to talk, but I wanted out of there as soon as my shift was up and made a dash for my car, and you were always on the air when I was in the coffee room. I hung out with Jerry Weaver and Mark Davis, remember them? Both were in TV. Mark was a director. I adored Mark and I understand he passed away. I would love to know where Jerry Weaver is. He was a cameraman, dated a good friend of mine, Sandy Vale. WAIT didn't I get you a date with Sandy one time? Very tall girl? I think I did! Flashes come back to me now. I think you did take Sandy out one time. Did I fix you up with any of my other friends?
I had no idea until I read you on this blog that you'd worked at KLYX also, I don't think you ever mentioned it. Houston was small back then. Those were great days! When I saw that shot of the KLYX production room, I almost cried. How many hours did I stay there, often until nine, ten at night, producing our 845 spots we had to come up with each month for the Houstonaire Inn in trade for our studios.
Oh such wonderful memories! At KPRC, our individual glass booths were separated by a narrow hallway and you'd burst into my booth calling off each Republican's name as he went down in Watergate, with that great dramatic flair you naturally exude, that raw talent you have that's made you in such demand all these many decades. It was fabulous having my own individual news bulletins delivered to me from the man who was getting ready to inform most of Houston of the largest political scandal in our history. It would've been a hell of a scene in All the Presidents Men! You still have that velvet voice!
AND I bet you remember the afternoon you came into my booth and said.. "Kay, the KULF Bird went down!" Johnny Gilbert's plane engine stalled when he flew too close to a fire he was covering during his regular afternoon traffic reports. Little did I know only a few months later, I'd be doing those same reports at that same station, but from inside the station, no Cessna for me. That's the other thing I'm neurotically fearful of, private planes. Not too convenient if you're a traffic reporter, is it? Jim, we share precious memories! Find me on Facebook if you're on, too....meet my kids, grandkids and tell me all about yours! Kay Henderson