In the last few months I have attended at least three
memorial services for people I worked with a more than twenty years ago at
KOMO-TV in Seattle, in some cases nearly fifty years ago. Bill Strothman was a news photographer who
was one of those guys who made it an art telling a story with his camera. He and the pilot he was flying with in a news
helicopter died when the chopper crashed in downtown Seattle. Milt Furness was a newscaster at KOMO and
also a veteran who passed about six months ago after a long illness. And Bruce King, an all-around-nice-guy, was
sports director for many years at KOMO died early in December after a long
fight with cancer.
Now, I know that most of you reading this did not know any
of these fine gentlemen, but their passing has made it possible for many of us
who worked at KOMO-TV and Radio to have sort of mini-reunions after their
memorial services.
This can be a reminder for us that we should maintain
relationships with those with whom we worked lo these many years ago. There were perhaps fifteen or twenty former
colleagues at these memorials, so it was great fun seeing them again, many
after more than two or three decades!
To this last point I must make a public confession...I have
two older brothers, Dave and Paige. Unfortunately,
Paige passed away in 2001. However, I
had maintained contact with Dave over the past few years, but I had made the conscious
decision not to actively continue with that relationship since I had prostate
cancer surgery nearly 6 years ago.
Because I have been thinking about the memorials and seeing
so many friends from the past, and seeing the old classic movie “A Christmas
Carol” with Alastair Sim, Dave has been on my mind. The day before yesterday (his birthday) I
called him to ask his forgiveness for my severing our connection. We had a great conversation and will begin
rebuilding our bond as brothers. In
fact, Dave wrote to me “The best gift I got for my birthday was getting
back together with you. It means a lot to me. We'll get together
soon. I miss you.”
Also, on December 19th a couple of us who worked
at the TV station went to visit a man who was news director and had left KOMO
in the 1970s; we had literally just found him living just north of
Seattle. He is 87 and we are both in our
70s. What fun to sit and reminisce about
“the old days”, remembering names of people we had long forgotten about!
I want to say that no matter how old we are (and we’re all
getting older as the days seem to fly by!) it’s not too late to reconnect with
old friends! Thanks for letting me
ramble on about remembrances and reunions.
I hope I didn’t bore you too much!