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Seen While Cruisin.’

You just never know what familiar face might pop up while cruising the internet. I was trolling on eBay (book bargains…) and ran across one of the neighborhood kids.

Of course, he’s not a kid anymore.

Randy Saunier

Randy Saunier with the Clinton Giants

Back in the knee-scuffing days, Randy was about three feet tall with the hair about as blonde as it comes. (No offense, Mr. Saunier – in the unlikely event you should read this – but I recall you resembling a cotton ball on little legs.) He was a little younger and lived in the big house in the cul-de-sac.

As a baseball fan from way back (some of my best days were as a Gladstein Plumber – McAlester Boys Club league…), I’m happy to know someone from the old neighborhood got to play for a paycheck. Randy was drafted by the San Francisco Giants, and swung a bat for one of their farm club teams in Clinton, Ohio.

Under that ballcap, I can just get a glimpse of some blonde hair. Hope his has held up better than mine…

Should you want to bid on the baseball card:

eBay Card Listing

Altered Egos

Well! What a shock at ten o’clock! Familiar news music, entirely new graphics on KOTV Channel 6. Change is difficult for everyone, and there will be critics – but here is a list of what is great about their new approach.

They kept the music. Not that it’s special, necessarily…but maintaining that familiarity keeps a continuity with the past and eases the burden on viewers who are disinclined to having their product tinkered with.

Sacred cows have been brought down.

No more of that foolish “Asking questions – so you’ll know more” label. I’m not sure they were even the right questions.

Tradition. News has always been this way. Why? Who says the old way is the best way? Since the 50’s it has always been an anchor at the desk, who introduces a reporter out somewhere with a microphone, who introduces the subject of the news item, who says a sentence or two. The reporter is shown again with the microphone clutched to the chest for the close, followed by the pompous identification and newscast-slugline.

The new format tosses aside much of the old tradition. Graphics introduce some of the stories with an anchor voiceover. Straight to the news video. No opening standup. The best part? Multiple clips from the news subject to emphasize points. The package-style has been altered. For the better. Tera Vreeland voiced a package without a single on-camera appearance. (Ironically, she is one of the few who professionally delivers news without affectation. Meanwhile, Chris Wright was seen with his standard pompous closer.)

The weather and sports had minor changes. They could have been shaken up for the better, but any start is something.

Television news has been mired in routine for decades (and radio even longer). The sameness has been disguised by new and powerful graphic capabilities. Sort of like opening a can of chocolate frosting and spreading a thick layer over an old moldy layer cake. Who wants a bite of that? They’re baking it up new at KOTV and even if the recipe needs a dash of this or that – it’s certainly a fresh visual treat.

What Changes We’ve Seen!

The grandbabies are one year old today. In that amount of time, the twins have become little people, junior versions of the rest of us, smiling, laughing, making silly noises, and driving to Quik Trip for Hot Cheetos.

Time flies, you know. In just 99 more years, they’ll celebrate their 100th birthdays. How different I imagine it will be then. Those turning 100 today have seen some changes, don’t you know! Before 1910, there was no Jell-O. No toaster in the kitchen. In fact, the bread sold in the store wasn’t sliced – that machine hadn’t been invented yet. There were a few cars on the roads, but there were few good roads. And none of the cars had windshield wipers because they hadn’t been invented yet. In fact, rain had only been invented a couple of years before.

No doubt, the twins will see some changes. “What sort?” you ask.

I wish I could say. I hope all the changes are the greatest thing since sliced bread. They’ll probably involve cell phones, new apps, of course, like a lawn-mowing app and a drive-the-kids-to-the-dentist app. They’ll find some cures by then, and maybe I’ll still be around, getting rested up for the twin’s 100th birthday party using my cell-phone’s nap-app.

Happy Birthday, little ones!

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