Once upon a time, a long time ago, I worked for several years for a radio station in Indianapolis, Indiana.
My friend and colleague, Tom (he of the Light Breezes blog) was a young whippersnapper fresh out of college in those days.
Tom is at the upper left here, I'm at the lower right.
It's a newspaper picture taken when we each won awards for our coverage of schools.
The general manager of the radio station in those days was a fellow named Jim Hilliard.
Snappy dresser, eh?
Anyway there was a mini-reunion of a handful of those guys over at Tom's house in Cambria, California recently.
Jim is in the center of this group with Tom next to him in the dark shirt and glasses.
On the far left is Mike Griffin, who was a disc jockey at the FM station, and Bob Christy, who got into management.
On the far right is George Johns, who was a sales guy who I never met.
He came after I had moved on to Arizona.
The years have been better to some of the group than others.
But speaking of that, when I was in Indy, I met a college pal of Tom's with a weird sense of humor.
He was a weatherman at a local t.v. station in those days but he was looking for something different.
He wrote and recorded several pieces of his humor for our radio station.
He later parlayed that comedic talent into a pretty good career.
You probably recognize him as late night talk show host David Letterman.
Well, old Dave retired awhile back but a photographer caught up with him as he was out jogging recently on St. Bart's Island in the Caribbean.
As my wife said "I'd walk right by him on the street and never recognize him."
Time.
Aging.
Hair loss.
Weight gain.
As has often been said "Old age isn't for sissies!"
