The way it was with Walter
I was, of course, a close, personal friend of Walter Cronkite, who died on Friday in New York at the age of 142.
He was the reason I went into print journalism, in fact. I appeared alongside him on three occasions as co-anchor of the CBS Evening News and he never let my face appear on camera. I quit in disgust and got a real journalism job — at a newspaper.
Was Cronkite just being a beeyotch? He was a nice guy, really, but I pissed him off by reminding him several times during broadcast planning sessions, “Ed Murrow would never do that.”
He’d cry like a baby.
