My first job in show business was at W-A-C-O radio as a disc jockey with my own daily shows. Whatever my talents, I was a high school boy and the two bosses I had there were… patient and merciful.
Robert Weathers was my second boss. He inherited me, but Robert began to champion my work early on. When I moved to California, we stayed friends. For the past several years Robert has been in declining health. Last week I spoke at his funeral.
Robert’s home. Standing tall. Walking with strong steps and with no need for a walker. His hair is no longer gray. It is the color that is the color on a saint’s head.
Thanks again for the patience and the opportunity. Goodbye good friend.