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Monday, February 16, 2026

The TV anchor 'It' factor by Mark Garay


BY MARK GARAY

Anchor Mist:


One of the first news anchors I ever worked with was a chap named Ashley Webster. Ashley was from England and conveyed many of the tell-tale signs of an Englishman. He was peacefully proper. He displayed a mature attitude towards duty. And he sounded like no one else in tiny Helena, Montana, then market 210. It was an odd work of art, how a lad from London’s East End shadowed the news backdrop among the eastern slopes of the Rockies and the legends of Montana’s “Rocky Mountain Oysters” (Google it).

Last time I saw him, Ashley was doing network reports for Fox Financial. He was a great guy with great news instincts. But he couldn’t walk the mist.

Early on, I tried to personally capture that thing that made news anchors seem elevated. Not just talking audience numbers. I wanted what I refer to as The Anchor Mist.

It didn’t take long for me to see how some TV news anchors, very few, seem to effortlessly exude a charisma and confidence unique to our profession as broadcast journalists. These rare news readers carry sway without really trying, the kind of people who simply have that dignified way of carrying themselves. They are unafraid and always willing to engage in an array of debate scenarios, and they’re the best at them. They pursue subjects with the verbal aggression that might make weaker stomachs queasy.

I first recognized this syndrome when I worked in Las Vegas, with Gary Waddell. He was the main anchor at KLAS when I anchored mornings there in the early 1990s. Even as we’d whizz by his billboards on group motorcycle trips to Sunday breakfast, Gary (who rode a Harley Ultra) never took himself too seriously. He was really smart. But he didn’t advertise it.

Later, here in Houston, I met perhaps the best example yet. I spoke only briefly with anchor Sylvan Rodriguez on a few occasions and finally understood why he commanded such Houston market respect. Sylvan seemed to understand people really well, and that gave him The Mist. The fact is, pros like Sylvan can seemingly impress people not only on air, but every day during the afternoon meetings and newscast postmortem.

These are the people that everyone listens to. Coworkers will often follow them for drinks every Friday after the 10p.m. kicker. Others ask them to record cell phone greetings.

The way these professionals approach people and subjects can be subtle and remarkably effective, like a soothing, calming mist. Their grace isn’t particularly obvious or easily identifiable. But The Mist feels good. It’s not distracting. It can tingle your spine, but it won’t knock you over. A good mist is always refreshing. And people are usually drawn to it. An anchor with Anchor Mist is always controlled. Dignified. Elegant. 

Modern-day examples of Houston TV Mist include Mia Gradney and Ilona Carson. 

I worked with Mia when she interned. Even and especially then, as an eager collegiate ripping scripts and putting them in order, she displayed obvious symptoms of The Mist. Professional and attentive to detail. She honed it at Channel 39 and uses it well now at KHOU. 

Ilona Carson is simply the best news anchor in the entire market, hands down. Lots of market observers are still scratching their heads on why 13 ever let her go. She’s got big skills. Unbendable, like you want in a truth teller. Warm enough to sell funnier, happier stories that look awkward when introduced by harder-edged anchor personalities.

Granted, much has changed since I walked to the exits 15 years ago. But solid and effective communication has not. More and more, less-experienced, less-engaging, less-credible people are appearing on TV and computer screens, mispronouncing words and playing the facts like a carnival shell game.

Then again, what the hell do I know? I only anchored weekends. I could feel it. But I later realized I could never, ever embody The Mist. 


(Former ABC13 Houston KTRK anchor Mark Garay returns to mikemcguff.com as a guest blogger!)



Sunday, February 01, 2026

MARK GARAY: wAIsted Dreams


BY MARK GARAY


“See the men paint their faces and cry

(Like some girls) Like some girl, it makes you wonder why

City life, sure it’s cool, but it cuts like a knife, it's your life

So, forget all that you see

It's not reality, it's just a fantasy”

- Aldo Nova “Fantasy


Scarlett Johansson is pissed! So are Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Cate Blanchett, and 700 of their friends. All are actively calling for a leash on Artificial Intelligence. They don’t like how the new technology is replicating their images to sell stuff. And they really don’t like how their image rights are being sold downstream. 

For their part, bigger platforms are taking notice. YouTube, for example, is requiring content creators to notify ahead of time of their use of AI. YouTube has also chosen to flag AI videos and explore software that can detect unauthorized use of the technology. 

I have no idea why it has landed this way, but I find myself turning to YouTube more and more as an aspirational entertainment destination. When I was a kid, there were three main television networks to choose from. And if you were lucky, some obscure independent TV station that only defuzzed when the wind was blowing just right.

And so, it astonishes me, the number of options available to airwave originalists in this decade of digital decadence. The sheer tonnage of choices online has made anything offline a below-market risk. Yes, the world seems to be changing faster than a kid just home from church. Take a guy named Roberto Lopes Jr., a self-described “designer, architect, creative director and professor of creativity and AI”. 

His work on @roblop_experience caught my eye because it married AI (which I know nothing about) to The Beatles (with whom I’m familiar).

If you are over 40 and have only a limited, if not casual, relationship to new technologies, you might be as clueless as I am about AI. Then again, I used to think Tiramisu was a Puerto Rican folk dance when I first heard the term. In fact, I was so sure that other people were as clueless as me about AI that I initiated my own private survey. So, I set up shop outside a local Kroger store and asked out loud. “What IS AI?” 

“It’s a computer thing that creates stories and other things”, 67-year-old William told me. “It’s like a search engine.”

“Oh man! That’s technology that can mess people up,” said Lewis, a 28-year-old delivery man said.

“It’s something used to spread lies about people like Trump,” 38- year-old Linda feared.

“Is there anything good about it?”, I asked. “Probably not”.

Even my own 29-year-old son envisions an eventual machine revolt spurred by technology, like in The Terminator. Then again, I once had to explain the difference between butter and margarine to him at an age when I would’ve thought it was obvious.

Dictionary.com defines artificial Intelligence thusly: “the capacity of a computer, robot, programmed device, or software application to perform operations and tasks analogous to learning and decision-making in humans, such as speech recognition or question answering.” What that definition does NOT include is the human fear element. And, per usual, I can’t help but wonder how much fear has contributed to impression.

A man named Geoffrey Hinton is considered the “godfather of AI.” Hinton has regretted his life’s work because of how he says AI could become smarter than us. A couple of years ago, he quit Google to focus full time on warning the world. And as I think we’ve already seen, many others share his fears. A lack of transparency on how AI makes its conclusions and how it uses whatever input to create bias is kept under strict proprietary lock and key. Predictions are that robots will replace workers. And there’s the perceived threat to widespread privacy and technology. For example, China’s facial recognition could gather enough data to monitor peoples’ relationships and political views.

I don’t want to sound snarky, but I saw a whole new generation born upon the art world when I saw the works of Roberto Lopes Jr. the other day. 

So, it comes to this for me. AI is a strange new cuisine with an untested flavor and an undefinable consistency. It is full of both bad calories and good. The results of its nourishment may make some people healthier and others sick. I’m not sure it’s a taste that will sweep the world away or take our lives to new heights. But for now, this dish is energizing us in unexpected and unexplainable ways. It’s gonna take a while to see how it affects our aggregate digestion. Meantime, consume at your own risk.


(Former ABC13 Houston KTRK anchor Mark Garay returns to mikemcguff.com as a guest blogger!)




Sunday, December 07, 2025

97.5 KWTX-FM Waco turns 55


BY MICHAEL BRAUN
guest blogger


Once the home of the “Golden Sound of Beautiful Music,” KWTX-FM has entertained Central Texas listeners in one form or another for 55 years.

The station’s inaugural broadcast was Dec. 7, 1970.

The new Waco FM station at 97.5 MHz was owned and operated by KWTX Broadcasting Co., the licensee of KWTX-TV (Channel 10) and KWTX-AM (1230 kHz).

Throughout the 1970s, the station aired easy-listening music in stereo with limited interruptions. Instrumental selections by Percy Faith, Mantovani , Ray Conniff, Ferrante and Teicher, Andre Kostelanetz, 101 Strings, plus many other similar musical artists entertained listeners from 6 a.m. to midnight.

The station also carried national news on the hour from the Mutual Broadcasting System. Local announcers gave the time and temperature on the quarter-hour, a short headline news report, and a weather forecast every half-hour.

Announcers had to cope with working inside a confined space, sometimes for up to six hours. The FM control room wasn’t much larger than a small walk-in closet and crowded with equipment and storage shelves.

Many KWTX-FM hosts brought “Beautiful Stereo Music” to Central Texas listeners for over a decade until the format changed in the early ’80s to personality DJs playing contemporary hits 24 hours a day.

Today, KWTX-FM “97.5 FM #1 Hit Music” and KWTX-AM “NewsTalk 1230” are owned by IHeartMedia. KWTX-TV is part of the Gray Television Group.


Contributed by Michael Braun
The author worked at KWTX AM and FM during 1975-1979 as an announcer, DJ and board operator. He is a personal collector and preservationist of Central Texas broadcasting memorabilia.




Sunday, October 26, 2025

What the hell, Man?

Mark Garay guest blogs about a friendship lost



BY MARK GARAY


“I don't matter, you don't matter

Neither does this mindless clatter

It don't matter where you're from

What matters is your uniform.”


-Pete Townshend “Uniforms” 1982


It happened just five minutes ago. What would you do? My grocery home delivery driver was late.  He texted me to say he couldn’t find my pad. Understandable. If my phone is in the back part of my house, it somehow reads that I’m next door. Don’t know why.

It then occurred to me that the deliveryman hadn’t called. He was texting in a strange way and never followed the simple instructions I sent for this very scenario. I went outside to greet him. Turns out the dude was a few blocks away. It took me 30 minutes to reel him in. When I finally did, it was clear he spoke no English.


Chapter One

In the fall of ‘81, these two 16-year-old dudes met at a well-known college prep on the West Coast. One came from a safe, modest neighborhood, both austere and simple. He’d attended public schools in a major city and yearned to make movies from a young age.  His grandad played with Joe DiMaggio in the North Bay. He was a hard worker and eager for bigger things.  His nickname was DG.

The other kid had grown up in a sheltered little beachfront hamlet south of the City, where the local A&W was a landmark and people only came to visit relatives. Lots of tough laborers and blue-collar types. The kind of honest folks who’d more than likely be wearing button-downs with their and to the left. His name was RR. RR had long sought out his future with plans to attend the Naval Academy. DG  sought out a film education.


Chapter Two

Throughout high school, they were inseparable; concerts, trips to the lake, laughing fits at incredibly inappropriate times. They skipped class to get breakfast. They double-dated at the senior prom. They were athletic. DG took top honors for helping to secure an all-state baseball championship. RR, at 5’7” took out 6’5” future Dallas Cowboy Kevin Gogan in a devastating hit in 1983.

That same year, they visited colleges throughout California. They slept in sleeping bags in the back of DGs El Camino during the trip. Eventually, RR got his commission with the Navy. And DG was accepted to film school. Throughout the unfolding years, they kept in touch despite  opposite coasts. One time RR showed up unannounced at DGs apartment in San Diego. He’d been on a Navy cruise from Annapolis that docked in Coronado.

By graduation, neither even considered a gap year. In 1989, DG was working at a TV station in Montana. RR was fighting as a Navy Seal in the first Gulf War. Years passed. Lotsa letters and mutual respect. The friendship grew deeper and stronger. They both married beautiful gals; RRs wife a former Seattle Seahawks cheerleader.

I eventually moved to Houston, where my DG moniker no longer applied. Eventually, my wife and I visited RR after he and his wife moved to Fort Worth. I am now a retired television journalist. He is now a retired Navy Rear Admiral. We still stay in touch regularly. In fact we had dinner a few weeks ago in Sugar Land. Our friendship was perfect, until 2015, when the paint began flaking off.


Chapter Three

That was the year that 131 people in Paris died after a string of terror attacks. Hundreds of thousands of Syrians fled across the Mediterranean to flee persecution. And a rich TV celebrity announced his run for high office. I didn’t know too much about this candidate, so I did a little research and discovered how he had treated Scotland years before. As I dug deeper, the more disgusted I was about who this guy was, and how he bullied people. 6 bankruptcies? A guy who justifies not paying people with bullshit lawsuits? The kind of guy who probably paid fellow 13-year-olds to corner who bullied him in the schoolyard.

On a subsequent visit, RR and I discussed politics, for perhaps the first time ever. He expressed disturbing views on homosexuals, strange interpretations of authoritative law enforcement, and clear support for this particular candidate, named Trump.

And so it began, like an insidious virus. 

And as our political divide matured, it became flammable. When Trump called me a criminal, untrustworthy, a terrorist, and a threat to America, my angry spirit escalated. I didn’t understand how anyone could say that I or any of my news colleagues were enemies of the state.

For his part, RR supported this guy no matter what. Insulting brown people. Assuming people on social programs are lying. Initiating ridiculous tariffs. Killing people in Venezuela with no trial. But when this now twice-elected president posted a video depicting himself donning a king’s crown and dumping shit on Americans, I’d had enough. RR said it was a brilliant way to troll liberals. He called it hilarious.


Chapter 4

That exchange happened about a week ago, and I’ve been marinating in a stew of disappointment and sadness since. I’ve known this guy for 45 years. He’s my best friend. We’d both committed years ago to not letting politics disturb our friendship.

But I’m feeling shit I can’t understand or unravel now.

Is it possible to love someone if their views on humanity and world order violate my natural inclinations? Is that fair? Am I losing my respect for him because he suddenly seems cold and hard? Did his two combat tours in the Middle East make him less compassionate? How do I manage these major differences between us? Because, for some reason, and I hate admitting this, I’m drifting away. My views of my best friend have changed. And I’m taking a break from him.


Epilogue

It was about 40 minutes beyond scheduled delivery, and I was pissed. It was a bubbly stream of frustration and anger: why are they hiring people who can’t speak or read English? No wonder I’m going through this delay! This idiot has no idea what he’s doing! I guided him to the parking. He grabbed my groceries and quietly followed me to my house. His shoulders drooped, he shuffled his feet a bit, but said nothing as he lagged behind. And then, as usual, I began thinking about this guy’s story. Where’s he from? How’d he get here? Does he have a family? Was his life in danger from where he’d come? I quickly loosened up and took a breath.  This wasn’t a bad man. He’s doing what he must, and he deserves some understanding. Everybody does. I added $5.00 to his tips.

And I wondered if my best friend could understand why I would do such a thing.


(Former ABC13 Houston KTRK anchor Mark Garay returns to mikemcguff.com as a guest blogger!)



Tuesday, September 30, 2025

Online Outage


BY MARK GARAY


“Hello, how are you?

Have you been alright through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely

Lonely nights? That's what I'd say

I'd tell you everything if you'd pick up that telephone

Yeah, yeah, yeah”


ELO
“Telephone Line”, 1976



I was in bed, asleep.

I’d been working overnights a lot. It was about 10am when my dog and I both opened our eyes and glanced at each other. The power had gone out. Fan, a/c, and general household noise, all gone. We panicked for four seconds.

Then we went back to sleep. Kinda like we do when we refuse to acknowledge overnight bathroom breaks because it’s just too cozy in bed.

30 minutes after that, when the sweat began to flow, we rose. The race was on. I had to control this thing because I knew there’d be problems. There’s always a problem. Getting crises solved these days online posed obstacles both exhausting and soul-draining. Tackling a task over the internet. My stomach is already churning.

Before you start predicting this as the beginning of a “back in MY day..” sermon, let me assure that’s EXACTLY what this is.

There was a place for me in the analog world. In fact I would love to watch my smart ass kids negotiate the ways and operational expectations of growing up in the 60s and 70s. Back then, if you had an interruption in electricity, there was a universal protocol. YOU CALLED THE DAMN ELECTRIC COMPAY. DUH? For all I can recall, someone always answered.

You gave them your address, and they figured it out. If not, you had to visit the office and sort it out over a chest-high glass partition, face-to-face, with someone who could answer real-time questions with available resources on site. This was the firewall. You knew if you did this, the problem would get solved without a username or passcode. It was a pain in the ass, but it always worked. Back then, not only did you KNOW what to do, you knew HOW to do it. (deep breath).

I still did not know how to swim against the current of passwords, usernames, and weird questions I either can’t remember or don’t understand. To me, the internet is a vast expanse of open confusion and mass loneliness, with specific paths carved for people with maps. Problem is I’m getting bogged down by the terrain. Don’t get me wrong. The modern inventions are wonderful. Just not when you don’t know how to use them.

The first step was present analysis. My inventory included an IPHONE 8, with features I don’t use because I never knew I needed them. This antique iPhone was on 3%. I also have an iPad that doesn’t dial out. I could call my son to call Gexa for me. But he’s at work. I could take my chances on my phone. Or I can use the iPad to contact customer service. What’s more efficient? Oh shit.. The dog is begging to go out for a walk. Last time I ignored that, I wound up with a pile of dark “pudding” on my carpet. Grab the keys, throw on some slippers. This is getting serious.

1 number 2 and 2 number ones later, I’m back in my pad, roasting like chestnuts in July. Damn it. My phone just died. I’ll use my iPad to reach out to Gexa online. Google Gexa. Where’s the chat option? Maybe it’s this. No, that’s frequently asked questions. Can’t find customer service. Where’s the customer SERVICE? WHERE THE HELL IS CUSTOMER SERVICE? Why isn’t it listed? I’ll text my son. No answer. It’s getting hotter. Try searching for a possible cause for all this. Where’s my username and password? It’s not working.

A Pew research study recently found that 96% of adults aged 50-64 use the internet. That’s a lot of people like me. Short-fused and pining retroactively for that glass partition. With problems like this, you don’t just feel frustrated, you quickly feel defeated. Admittedly, our cognition and memory fade as we get older, and that might affect the way we experience and act. But if I get another prompt requesting my password that can’t be retrieved with a thumbprint, my head will actually cave in like a downtown sinkhole.

Finally, I found a way in. Ok. My card had been compromised a few weeks ago. I had cancelled it and I owe them money. I can probably pay this online. There’s the button. It says “pay here”. I press it. Load up all my card info. Why won’t THAT work? Another password prompt. It’s not working. 3 times now I’ve typed out my card data. My phone is dead. I guess I will have to, I’ll go ask a neighbor if they might charge it for me. I ring around 7 or 8 units before I find someone home. He’s a young Palestinian man with a heavy beard and green jockey shorts.

“Sorry, man. I don’t have an Apple chord.”

“Thanks.”

4 or 5 more doorbells. An old man answers with an oxygen tank. His pad smells like avocado and his face is the texture of play-Do. Never mind sir.

Finally, an attractive woman on the 3rd floor. “Do you own an Apple IPhone?”

“I sure do”, she answered. Thank God. I give her mine. I’m relieved. 10 minutes oughtta do it. I’m half way back home, and she comes running towards me.

“My chord doesn’t fit your phone!!”

Major Bummer! Then it hit me. I went home and walked back to the third floor, to the friendly woman’s stoop.

“You can use MY chord!”, I tell her.

“Yes!”

Somehow, confetti begins to fill the sky, and I hear the theme from Rocky. It works.

In all, over two hours of accumulating heat and accompanying sweat, a near fruitless attempt at finding passcodes and protocols, a lack of operational resources to address the problem, and an angry dog.

I get it. The technology has made our lives easier and more interesting.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to find the magnify option on my phone. The print on my medications is really small.

Now if I can just find that on my phone..


GARANDOM

Why do appliance manufacturers still include single-digit settings on new ovens? I’ve NEVER heard of a recipe calling for 314*


(Former ABC13 Houston KTRK anchor Mark Garay returns to mikemcguff.com as a guest blogger!)



Monday, September 15, 2025

Commercially Available: When TV ads grow like a virus

Mark Garay guest blogs about TV commercial ad breaks growing longer, longer and longer



BY MARK GARAY


“I’ve got the brains,

You’ve got the looks.

Let’s make lots of money”


Pet Shop Boys
1986


We all recognized the sanctity of Saturday morning. It was part of our weekly existence. An absent-minded ritual that unconsciously felt warm and safe. Maybe mine was like yours. You couldn’t touch the contentment. But it was all around you.

It began shortly after dawn, typically with the smell of bacon wafting through the dimly lit atmosphere. I get my robe and slippers on. Up and out of bed in a brisk, deft leap towards the kitchen. A bowl secured, milk retrieved from the door in the fridge. The cereal to milk ratio had to be perfect, but could be adjusted properly and effectively if performed briskly. We all marveled at how sugar could be any color. Back then, television sets didn’t hang plush to interior walls. No. Ours sat on the orange shag carpet in our den, situated often in room corners at an angle. It extended four feet from the baseboard molding. Once the tv was active, only more cereal or quick bathroom breaks were allowed. I was now immersed for the next three hours. Even phone calls planning football at the park with friends later were accommodated in front of our statically unreliable Zenith.

We all had our favorites. There were the standards: Bugs. Porky. Popeye. Scooby. The lesser worshipped Tennessee Tuxedo. Grape Ape.  Fleegle, Drooper, Snorky and Bingo, the dudes known as The Splits. Even “The Monkees”, programming’s original Milli Vanilli. 

Upon that ocean of choice, sailed the commercials of the day. An owl who tells us how many licks it takes. Mikey, who surprisingly loves Life. A little Irish dude who shouted “Magically Delicious!” The game that allows the child to outsmart the adult. But unlike today, those commercials were not only part of the entertainment, they were wholly viewed and appreciated. We loved them. At least I did. In fact, I don’t recall ever complaining about commercials.  (By the way, how would we classify SchoolhouseRock? Episodes weren’t long enough to be considered programming. But they were way beyond the standard commercial lengths of the day. 🤷 )

I’m going with MTV meets Mr. Rogers.

Anyway, after a recent headline caught my eye, it got me to thinKIN. Because I’ve been wondering for a while now if commercial time on broadcast and cable is getting longer.

I read how NFL Red Zone is adding commercials for the first time. NFL Network, which airs RedZone, was acquired by ESPN last month, along with the network’s accompanying media assets. RedZone has been a Sunday institution, running real-time updates on scores, injuries, and everything else since 2009. RedZone host Scott Hanson will now have to change his show opening announcement: “Seven hours of COMMERCIAL - FREE football starts now!”

I admittedly watch too much TV. But all that viewing has led me to believe commercial breaks aren’t just long. They’re too long, and growing like a virus.

As we all remember from our Broadcast 101 textbooks, for every 30 minutes of tv programming, 8 minutes is dedicated to sponsors. That was the going rate when I was in college. It was what every professor taught, and what every college broadcast text avowed. And that sounded reasonable,  to me at least. Not that I had a vote.

But the business of commercial sponsorships is plied and played in a new arena, with fresh technologies and new protocols to figure out. Take YouTube.

Are their ads based on how much I watch personally? Or is it tied to total views and thumbs? What was the methodology and specs on interrupting streaming shows to push self-serving promos and blue pill ads? And are the goods and services offered designed to specifically target me based on what I view? Or is it a hodgepodge of preparatory and softly related elements more randomly distributed?

We all accepted TV ads in the 70s. But by the early 80s, news from somewhere mentioned something called cable. What? No commercials? Foul language? Gratuitous boobies bouncing freely? Sign me up. I’ll pay!

A lot of people said it wouldn’t work. “Who’s gonna pay for something that’s free”? In my household, that’s also what my parents said. But as months passed, after Robert Klein’s standup special on HBO and CNN’s coverage of a little girl stuck in a well, attitudes began to soften. Maybe it wasn’t so bad. No commercials? At least the programming wasn’t suffering.

So, gradually, we softened. And as programming improved, my attitude changed. I wasn’t alone. Cable tv grew, due in large part to the lack of ads. We seemed to get accustomed to it. And in a way, I became entitled.

Over recent years, there’s been so much more to see, and to complain about. I began sensing the TV-broadcast-shift-in-commercials over the last few years. Ad breaks getting longer. So I did my own non-scientific research. I chose 5 programs at random and timed the commercials for 30 minutes. My methodology is probably laughably flawed, unprofessional, and if faced with questions by a 2nd year law student, would fold under questioning. That said, here are the results.

On ESPNs afternoon live show “Pardon The Interruption”, I recorded 2 breaks in what is surely a liquid show. The first was 4:00 minutes and the second 4:40.

8:40 total.

On Nickelodeon, “Sponge Bob Movie: Sponge On The Run” produced 2 commercial breaks during its first 30 minutes, the first 3 minutes and 35 seconds, the second 3 and a half for a total of 7 minutes and 5 seconds.

At the 5:00pm News on Chanel 11, KHOU, 4 breaks appeared, in order: 3:05, 2:30, 2:30, and 3:00, for a total of 11 minutes and 5 seconds.

CNN took 2 commercial breaks from 12:00 to 12:30pm. One break ran 4:35, the other 4:25, for a total of 9 minutes.

And finally, at Catchy Comedy, a half hour produced a  “Cheers” rerun and 3 commercial breaks: 4:00, 1:10 and 2:40, with a tally of 7 and 50 seconds.

So what have we learned? Absolutely nothing. But the experts say yes, commercial breaks are getting longer. And they’ve  been on the rise for years.

“The average commercial break typically lasts between 2 and 3 minutes, though this can vary based on the network, time of day, and type of programming, with some breaks, especially during special events like sporting matches, lasting longer” according to my AI search.

“TV cable commercials seem long because networks, struggling with decreasing viewership, are adding more ad time to maintain revenue. Longer ads also allow more time to tell a story and deliver a deeper message, which can increase viewer recall and conversions.”

None of that really matters to me. I profess my respect for American nostalgia. Like Tony The Tiger, Pecan Sam and Count Choculah , my comfort zone has had to relocate. Stay tuned for more, after this…


GARANDOM THOUGHTS:

Why do we need shower mats? Seems to me, bathtub and shower makers could simply line the bottoms of their products with a gentle non slip coating. Why not that instead of ME having to devote a Saturday afternoon to shopping for a mat at Bed, Bath and Beyond?


(Former ABC13 Houston KTRK anchor Mark Garay returns to mikemcguff.com as a guest blogger!)




Friday, September 29, 2023

One Year After Eyewitness News Creator’s Death, Story of Houston Friendship Surface

Wendy Granato and Michael Quinn


September 29, 2023 marks one year of the passing of Al Primo, the man who created the Eyewitness News concept for the ABC Owned and Operated television stations in the mid to late 1960s. 

Former KNWS-TV51 anchor Michael Quinn tells us for the first time about his unique low-key friendship with the ‘Father of Eyewitness News’, Al Primo:


I never met Al Primo, but we talked several times a year. Only a few people knew that I had a connection with Al. 

We became friends over the phone – either he would call me…or I would call him. We would talk about Detroit and WXYZ-TV, Channel 7, where that market’s legendary Bill Bonds once worked for several decades…or his time in New York when he ran the news operation for WABC, Channel 7, with anchors Bill Buetel and Roger Grimsby…and, there was stories about Philadelphia and KYW-TV where Mort Crim worked (where Al first implemented the Eyewitness News concept—KYW rose to #1 in the ratings—he would tweak the format when he left for WABC-TV), Chicago, Miami, Los Angeles and San Francisco…and of course we talked about Houston and KTRK-TV, our city’s own Channel 13, where we have our own legendary Dave Ward, now retired. Dave Ward and Mort Crim are the only two original Eyewitness News anchors left for us to honor and pick their brains for advice about television news.

How did our unique friendship begin? 

Al Primo and I connected in 2013 on social media – then he called. He enjoyed talking about television. I was very nervous...this was the guy newsrooms around the country need to thank for starting faster-paced newscasts, ‘happy talk’ between anchors, better use of sound bites…the list goes on. When he called the second time, I was at ease. Year after year, we talked about the television news industry.

As many know, one of my long-time friends is former TV51 anchor Wendy Granato…now President and General Manager of KTRK-TV, Channel 13. Every year, I like to do something different for Wendy’s birthday –and for two- years in a row, once while Wendy was still Vice President of News and once as President and General Manager – I still remember where I was, in my SUV, driving up Kirby, I just crossed Richmond Avenue, Al was returning my call, “Al I have a favor to ask”…I had asked Al Primo to call her on her birthday. Al was happy to have been asked to do it. This is the kind of guy he was – I figured he had guided the ABC O&O’s in the late 1960s and into the 1970s – it would just be a nice gesture.

He really was the nicest person in the world—and he would call me back to tell me that he had called Wendy to wish her ‘Happy Birthday’. In August of 2022, I had checked in on him – his daughter had texted me from Al’s cell number that he was sick. Al Primo died on September 29, 2022.

It was really a great experience to know the man who thought up the concept of Eyewitness News. I was the kid who would draw news sets when I was age 4 and 5. There were drawings all over my room. At that age it was all I ever wanted to do. In college, to interned at WXYZ-TV, Channel 7 and to work years later at KTRK-TV, Channel 13 – and for a ten-year span to know the man who helped create what we see as modern-day television news, Eyewitness News. Al, thank you for your friendship and I know Wendy appreciated those kind birthday calls, too.

As the kid who drew hundreds of news sets, and dreams of being a television news anchorman…and made it...from me to you – may you rest in peace, my friend. I miss our conversations.


 

Wednesday, May 04, 2022

Unique career path for former Houston TV reporter Darren Lyn


The guest post former abc13 KTRK assistant news director/reporter Don Kobos wrote for my blog was such a hit, he is back at it again!

Make sure to read his post: "The changing world of TV News - why not back to basics?"

This time, Kobos tells us the interesting career path former ESPN, WSB and abc13 KTRK reporter Darren Lyn has taken.

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The Unique Career Path of Reporter

Darren Lyn

BY: Don Kobos

How does a Chinese-Jamaican-Canadian-American become a television and radio reporter for a Turkish radio and television network? 

Ask Houston resident and international correspondent Darren Lyn.

“I guess you have to have a map of the world to see the many television and radio jobs and stops I’ve made throughout my career,” says 52-year-old Lyn. 

These days Lyn lives in Houston with his family but finds himself as a freelance correspondent for Turkish Radio and Television news channel, TRT World, based in Istanbul, as well as a stay-at-home dad, caring for and home schooling his 11-year-old son, Logan. 

But how in world did Lyn who was born in Jamaica to Chinese parents who moved to Canada and later to Orlando, Florida earning citizenship in each country find work for a TV network based in Turkey? 

Lyn’s unique journey started after accepting a full scholarship to Tulane University, where he was bitten by the reporter bug while writing for the school newspaper and doing an internship at WWL in New Orleans.

“I knew after doing the internship, television reporting was what I wanted to do.”

As a college journalism graduate searching for a chance to be on television, Lyn’s career path made five TV stops—Florida, two Wisconsin stations, and a San Diego station before landing in Houston in 2001 at KTRK, Channel 13.

“KTRK was a wonderful opportunity for me,” says Lyn. It was a major market station that covered news stories all over Texas and the United States. “That’s what I wanted to do.”

But Lyn’s career adventure was just beginning. While covering Hurricane Katrina in 2005, an executive with ESPN called. He was watching his hurricane coverage and offered him a job. 



“To work for THE best sports network was an amazing opportunity. I was based out of Houston and covered major sports stories in Texas and the Southwest.”

However, the ESPN position lasted only three years, and he found himself again chasing news stories, this time in Atlanta at WSB-TV.

It was while reporting in Atlanta that his life path changed dramatically.

“My wife Lori, was pregnant with twins, when complications during pregnancy developed and we lost my daughter, Lilly, and my son Logan was born premature only weighing a pound and a half.”

“I left my job to be with my wife and son. It was a no brainer. I became a stay-at-home Dad caring for Logan as he grew.”

Eventually his wife went back to work as a teacher, and today, eleven years later, Lyn remains at home teaching his son and helping him navigate childhood. 

“I’m blessed to be at home with him. I am a stay-at-home teacher, and we are all doing well.”

Lyn’s reporting career, however, took a strange twist in 2017, giving him a second shot at a TV news reporting career. It’s all thanks to another hurricane, this time Hurricane Harvey.

Close friend and Texas “news blogger” Mike McGuff called Lyn during Harvey and said, “Darren, a TV network in Turkey is looking for a reporter to file stories about Hurricane Harvey, and I can’t do it because I’m working for another news service. Are you interested?”

It did not take Lyn long to respond. An opportunity to get back into reporting was too good not to consider. But a Turkish network? After discussing it with his wife, he accepted the job.

Lyn filed several reports for TRT World. Since then, the phone never stops ringing. He continues to get calls from TRT and is now one of its regular United States reporters.

“So many important stories originate in Houston and Texas that are of interest to people in Turkey,” says Lyn. “For example, Houston is the leader in the energy industry, aerospace technology, and the medical arena. Add to that the hurricanes, the border issues, and Covid-19, it’s not difficult to understand why TRT World requests stories from me.”

In addition to TRT, Lyn began working in 2022 as an international correspondent for the Anadolu Agency the oldest news organization in Turkey based in the capital city of Ankara.

Lyn finds he has the best of both worlds. He’s a stay-at-home dad helping his son, and he can continue pursuing his passion as a news reporter who covers and tells stories that impact audiences across the globe.



Monday, February 07, 2022

The changing world of TV News - why not back to basics?

Don Kobos started his local television news career at WGHP 8 High Point, North Carolina in 1974. 

When Kobos retired in 2014, he had served 40 years total in the TV news biz, three decades off them at abc13 KTRK Houston as a reporter and then assistant news director.

Today, Kobos is guest blogging on mikemcguff.com with his op-ed on today's ever-changing local TV world and his advice to get back to the basics of journalism.

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Here is Don Kobos:

The Changing World of Local Television News—Why Not Back to Basics?

Since retiring from local television news after 40 years as a reporter and newsroom manager, I occasionally watch some of Houston’s television news broadcasts. What I’ve discovered has surprised and disappointed me.

Local television news is no different than any communications business. Continued advances in technology result in constant change. I've experienced this throughout my career. When I started in the mid 70s, the tools of our trade were a pen and paper, a microphone, a bulky film camera, and a reporter with the curiosity to get all the facts, which meant both sides of an issue. Then using the pictures shot by a photographer and limited audio quotes or natural sound, the reporter would write and present the story.

Don Kobos at WGHP 8

Granted every few years the tools for gathering that information and stories changed. Most changes improved the reporter/photographer team's ability to get stories on the air faster and easier. In my case, in the mid 70s big bulky film cameras became smaller, lighter film cameras.

A few years later video tape cameras were the revolutionary discovery. Then microwave technology arrived, and reporters and photographers were suddenly miles away at a story scene broadcasting live and answering questions coming from the anchorman at the television station. 

The next advancements included helicopters and satellite capabilities. 

Then before the turn of the 21st century came cell phones and the Internet, and suddenly the information highway changed the world forever. You get the picture.

However, instead of adding staff to feed the increase in live TV and online news programs, television stations started using the new technology by shrinking staff. 

TV news operations started hiring “modern-day reporters,” usually less experienced in larger TV markets like Houston and also eliminating live news programs. Instead of including as much key information in the television news stories, most news operations started placing “the rest of the story” on their Internet sites. The move was done to encourage viewers to pick up their computers, iPads, or cell phones—the more digital readers, the higher advertising revenues. 

The question I ask—how many TV viewers stop during or when the newscast is over and pick up their iPads or cell phones to read the other portion of a news story that is withheld from what they are currently watching on their TVs?

While it may appear beneficial to the consumer of news programs, in my opinion, this current trend has done more harm than good to the coverage and accuracy of local news. 

How? 

First, the search for experienced reporters and anchors these days is driven by the almighty dollar as it was when I was a news manager. News directors are being pushed by their bosses to find less expensive “multi-skilled” talent to deliver local news. Less expensive usually means less experienced news talent. 

For example, in the ’80s until the early 2000s, TV reporters wanting a job in Houston, the nation’s 8th largest TV market, came with a resume of at least five to eight years. Starting annual salaries in the 90s were between $65,000 and $73,000. However, in the mid to late 2000s, reporters from smaller TV markets and with only two to four years’ experience were being hired with starting salaries between $50,000 to $60,000 a year.

“Battle-tested news warriors,” such as Houston’s Dave Ward, Tom Koch, or Phil Archer, who spent more than 40 to 50 years reporting, interviewing, and delivering important news information every morning, noon, or night are gone. 

What you’ll discover is a whole new roster of news presenters. New, young, unfamiliar faces and personalities with far less reporting experience but with more technological expertise. These multi-talented hires supposedly can do it all—report, shoot video, interview, write, edit, and present stories—four jobs done by one person. 

But I ask myself, how accurate and comprehensive are they?

These days the lexicon, the vocabulary, the simple words that explain the tools “modern-day reporters” need to present news and important information confounds me. For example, here are a few descriptions I recently found in a local Houston television station “want ads” searching for what it called a “modern-day” reporter. Job descriptions included words and phrases such as “content and data strategy,” “modernized storytelling,” “train reporters on innovative technology and real time data analysis to underscore content decisions,” or “incorporate use of analytics to guide news content and the aggregation of community resources.”

What does this all mean? What are “modern-day reporters"? 

Reporters who don’t wear ties and sports jackets anymore? Reporters who wear tee shirts, blue jeans, and sandals? Are they “information gatherers” who use Zoom and never leave the TV stations? Does “content and data strategy” really mean get the facts and decide where to place a story in a newscast or on its Internet site? Does it mean giving a reporter more than one minute and fifteen seconds needed for a fuller and more accurate explanation? And is "modernizing story telling” already here?

Are future television news programs going to be delivered by talking robots? 

Amazon already has Alexa, that tiny invisible lady who speaks several languages and sits in that 12-inch-tall tube-shaped device in some living rooms or kitchens answering requests from family members. Or there’s also Google Home which carries out commands in similar fashion. Wait a minute, haven’t we already seen this “dog and pony” show before? Max Headroom! You might remember, if you are a certain age, the sensation that fictional artificial intelligence cartoon character created when he was introduced to the world in 1985.

I know by now some of you reading this essay are saying “Get with the times, you’re an antique and behind the times, let go of ‘old’ journalism, let the technology of the 21st century take over.” 

Yes, Zoom or FaceTime interviews have become a necessity during these days of COVID-19. New technology has made it easier for TV reporters—and for that matter many businesses—to do their jobs without interacting with someone in person, face to face. However, I believe despite all the advances in technology, the best way to truly cover the news today— whether on television, radio, news websites, or in newspapers— is to view “buzz words” with caution and a critical eye. 

Instead study the way news was covered in the past.

Any good reporter worth a grain of salt will tell you getting out of the newsroom with your “new tech toys” is the best way to get the story or get answers. That means like the “gumshoe" reporters or detectives of a bygone era, start knocking on people's doors at their offices, at their homes, at their jobs, at city hall, county commissioners court, or the state legislature. It means confronting elected officials or subjects of stories with tough questions that provide voters and viewers what they want and deserve—answers and solid objective reporting. It means taking the time to get all sides of a story. It means having face-to-face interactions to assess unspoken meaning and the atmosphere surrounding some stories, to give a truer “feel of the situation.” And just as importantly, it means forming relationships and building trust that can lead to more credibility of the reporter, quicker access to future stories, and more possible news sources stepping forward.

- Don Kobos

KTRK-ABC
Reporter 1982-2000
Assistant News Director 2000-2014




Saturday, October 26, 2019

Lindsey Henry leaves FOX 26

UPDATE January 08, 2021

After almost three years, FOX 26 KRIV reporter Lindsey Henry announces her departure


Some of my readers have noticed that FOX 26 reporter Lindsey Henry has not been on air lately. Well, now Henry is giving mikemcguff.com readers the exclusive scoop about what's next for her after channel 26.

Last April, Henry got engaged to her boyfriend Curt Freeman while the two were exploring the ruins of Machu Picchu.

Henry wrote this update for my blog on what's happening in couple's world now:

The last two months I’ve received lots of messages asking where I’m at or what I’m doing and at first I wasn’t quite ready to make the announcement, but now I am.

We’ve had a very fun, but also very difficult year as several of those closest to us were diagnosed with cancer. Two of our loved ones passed away, one of which we were taking care of. We miss them both tremendously and are praying we see them again one day.

We’ve dealt with some of our own health challenges as well. Fortunately for now, we are are moving forward, supporting and loving our family, while taking time for ourselves.

Curt and I have thought very long and hard on this and we’re excited to announce we are both taking sabbaticals from our careers. Our travel adventures will begin, hopefully, right after the Astros win the World Series this year!

I’ve worked as a TV news reporter for the last 8.5 years and in the news industry since I was 18. My time started at KIII in Corpus Christi as a production assistant and took me to Joplin, Missouri, my mother’s hometown, Springfield and Jefferson City (KOAM and FOX 14), as well as Fresno, California (KSEE 24 & CBS 47).

I’ve absolutely loved it.

Working in my hometown of Houston, I was blessed with the opportunity to cover major things over the last few years. I’ll never forget when “#EdThePhotog” and I were inside Minute Maid for the watch party when the Astros won the World Series back in 2017. Streamers falling, fans screaming as we shot video from the other side of the dugout.

It was a moment of pure joy and happiness and that’s how I feel about this decision. Ready to take on our adventure, together.

Does this mean I’m out of the industry for good?

No, it doesn’t!

For now, I can promise you I have lots of things I plan on writing about and have a goal of publishing my first book in the next year.

We also have several other goals of stepping foot on every continent and seeing all the great wonders of the world.

In closing, I just want to say thank you.

Thanks to everyone who has reached out to us this year and get ready because we will be posting much of our journey on social media, with friends and family.

Best,
Lindsey Henry

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Sunday, July 21, 2019

Remembering 99.9 FM KSHN Liberty



I've been covering how 99.9 FM KSHN Liberty, TX was just sold to 89.3 KSBJ.

That prompted former Liberty resident Toni Huehnerfuss to reminisce on my Facebook page about her times listening to KSHN, which was a very community oriented station.

To read why KSHN sold to KSBJ click here.

Here is Toni Huehnerfuss in her own words:

I grew up in Liberty listening to our local radio station. It started off as AM station KPXE, and later moved to FM 99.9 KSHN - “shine all nine.”

Mr. Bill Buchanan was the owner and was very involved in our city.

They could play whatever music they wanted to which was like listening to someone’s extensive eclectic record collection.

We could hear all of the local news, school activities, obituaries, road closures, water main breaks, community bulletin boards etc...

Friday night Liberty and Dayton football games were simultaneously broadcast - Liberty Panthers on your left speaker and Dayton Broncos on your right.

They would broadcast live at the Liberty Jubilee and from the Trinity Valley Fair and Rodeo. Various local church services were broadcast on Sundays and other original programs were broadcast during the week.

We could buy sell and trade on The Trading Post, hear zydeco, soul and country on The Crown Prince Show, listen to some bluegrass gospel on Roy Bennett’s Heavenly Sunlight and interact with Andy on FB during Andy Waldrop’s Solid Gold Sunday.

Each morning we could listen to the Party Line which featured local business leaders, politicians and helpful community information.

Nothing against KSBJ, but I am so very sad that my hometown station is gone. I miss it so much.

All things must pass I guess.



Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Former Houston TV anchor opens up about depression battle


By Michael Quinn - guest post
former KNWS 51 anchor and abc13 KTRK web producer

It is the first time I have ever written a story that is so personal. This is the story of my secret battle with depression. We have read about famous people who were apparently battling depression--Robin Williams, Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade. As I read those stories in the past and on the morning word of Anthony Bourdain's suicide broke, I never thought I would be so close to a similar situation had I not received the proper treatment.

In late October 2018, my mother Janeanne Marie Maisonville passed away. She was nun for the first three years of her adult life from 1958-1961 as Sister James Regina, then married for 50-years to my father Charles Edward Maisonville.

Yes, my father proposed to a nun.

Now, with both my parents gone, I kept on working and ignoring what was happening to me.

A return


It was a depression that had hit me three other times in my life--1993 when I came to Houston to anchor at KNWS-TV 51, 1998 while working at Florida's News Channel and 2004 when I was in Charlotte, North Carolina. There were no triggers--life was good, my financial situations were solid, some of the episodes were in the summer or winter and the only commonality linking each episode was me.

I know my father suffered from depression--I always figured it was his work in Alaska on the pipeline and the lack of sunlight. This was genetic. I knew it. Mine was about to hit me like a Category 5 hurricane. My weight would drop from 205 lbs. to 173 lbs. in a matter of weeks.

We live in Houston and know a great deal about hurricanes. We can board up, stock up and pray, but the hurricane will eventually make landfall. We cannot stop it. My Category 5 depression was going to make landfall--nothing was going to stop it, not medication or meditation. I have to educate doctors about my form of depression, "It's going to hit me no matter what. Please listen to me," I would tell them, "My father had this." Doctors sit and listen to a man in his 50s already suffering from a fear of falling asleep, a man who makes it a practice not to go to funerals because he is uncomfortable with finality (I never went to either of my parents funerals and my father never went to funerals either), a man who about to experience near fatal depression.

The storm


By mid-December my depression was hitting me. I live alone and we are depression's best friends--those who live alone. I knew that I did not have the ambition to answer my phone or send a text (I did send a few when necessary). And my small dog, Astro, would not leave my side, and many times when I woke up from a rest, would be standing on my chest not looking at me, but off in a distance--that stoic look dogs give when they are protecting someone.

Quinn with his dog Astro at a Houston area dog park (Astro has his own Facebook page ‘Astro The Adopted Dog’).  He credits Astro with helping him through his struggle with depression.

"God if this is how I am to end, please let me join you peacefully," I would say to myself as warm tears stretched down the side of my face, "I miss you mom, I miss you mom", is what I usually would say to myself with my Bible near me. I sleep next to my Bible. I was not hungry and did not care to eat--I had no hunger pains throughout my ordeal. This was a dangerous situation--a secret crisis unfolding in the privacy of my own place. The two worst things were about to unfold--I was accepting my potential outcome and my body was beginning to starve itself to death. Keep in mind, there were no hunger pains and I had no idea how serious the situation was--I live alone.

I began to think of my life and milestones, turning points and my relationship with God. I reached out to personal friends, as well as friends in the media who knew me well--I text them about my situation finally, thinking that if I did, everything would be okay. I reached out to those in my Bible Study group at Crosspoint Church in Bellaire. It's difficult to text anything during a Category 5 storm--they were few test messages, but important ones. I was certain this was where my life was to end. When you are in a situation like this, and you cannot find the ambition to get help because you feel it is that far out of control, you accept what is about to happen.

For someone who makes it a practice not to go to funerals, I knew KTRK-TV Vice President of News Wendy Granato and several other friends would oversee reading my eulogy--a few had the updated pass code to my cell phone so they can get into it and I knew ABC13's Katherine Whaley, as well as a few others media people in town, were to read scriptures from the Bible. I asked Katherine to read one of her choosing summing up our friendship.

During this time, there was one friend who was so relentless about seeing me, I really think she would have called the police and busted into my place, emergency medicine physician Joanne Oakes, MD. I texted Katherine that Joanne was going to see me, which put Wendy, Katherine and abc13.com executive producer Gina Larson at ease. Katherine was so concerned on a call, I think she would have busted down the door, too. Longtime friends Melanie Johnson and Todd Duplantis continued to urge me to get professional help. They wanted to make sure I was getting help.

In the world of depression, everything could be great or crashing around you, but none of it matters--the only thing that matters is what is happening inside of you. My body, not my mind, wanted it over. My body and mind were in constant negotiation about what I was doing on any given day. My mind would want to eat, my body was not going to have any of it. I was in a compatible relationship with this disease. I was going to starve in my place and someone was going to find me after Christmas.

By January 2019, my situation was still a crisis, but in my world it was stable. I was going to lick this on my own--it was the worst mistake I could ever have made. When you are not eating properly or not eating at all, your mind, not just your body gets weak. I saw my electric toothbrush move on its own near my sink. I saw the mirror shift from side to side, but I was determined to get passed this. It was not the case.

"You are very brave", said one of the emergency medicine physicians who pointed out that most people don't seek help. All the victims of depression who do not seek help, famous people with resources and those are not well known and die alone.

Getting help


At the hospital, they were working around the clock to make sure I was going to eat. Eventually I gained back some of my appetite. The reality of that is no cell phone, no shoe laces or sharp objects and there was food in front of me three times a day and group sessions too. I now weigh 187 lbs.

I ask anyone who reads this story to please get help earlier than I did--please go to your doctor, an ER, tell someone about your situation. Do not keep it a secret. If you have a family member with depression, talk to them about it--make sure you know the warning signs and triggers. I hope my story will help you.

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Quinn is a former Houston TV journalist who was worked as an anchor at KNWS 51 and as a web producer at abc13 KTRK.




Thursday, May 07, 2015

Former Houston journalist Fred King remembered for his smarts, decency

Former newspaper man and PIO Fred King’s many friends remember him
Guest post by Bill Murphy
Assistant Director of Communications
Office of Harris County District Clerk Chris Daniel


Fred King
Fred King
After Al Quaeda staged the 9/11 attacks, Fred King, long-time Bellaire resident, felt the same pain over the terrorism that the rest of the nation was feeling. But he also was worried about the family of his friend, Tayyaba Ali.

“He came over quickly to put flags all around our house as he did not want people to stereotype against us mistakenly just based on our appearance,” Ali said.

Like so many of King’s legion of friends, Ali was touched by his decency, integrity, smarts, kindness and humor.

King, who headed the District Clerk’s communications section from 2000-2008 and returned to the DCO as a writer and researcher from 2013-2014, died April 10 after battling post-polio syndrome and ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig’s Disease. He was 69.

His family, friends and former colleagues at the Harris County District Clerk’s Office, county Tax Assessor-Collector’s Office, the Houston Police Department and the Houston Post mourned his death at a memorial service at Bellaire United Methodist Church April 18.

District Clerk Chris Daniel said, “I greatly admired Fred for his even-handed, diplomatic approach to thorny issues. He was a top-notch writer and editor and was a blessing to have at the DCO because of his good humor and decency. He will be missed.”

Outside work, he was active in many organizations, including ones that brought people together or kept them in touch, such as a Houston Post alumni group and a networking group for media relations and communications workers.

At the DCO, he advised then-District Clerk Charles Bacarisse on media relations and communications and viewed reporters as customers whose requests should be met quickly.

“From the first day on the job, I knew we were fortunate to have him,” Bacarisse said. “Fred was the consummate professional, serving the reporters covering the courts and managing the requests for information from other media less familiar with the office and courthouse.”

Bacarisse said King was a straight-shooter who wasn’t afraid to critique him or the DCO.

“He was a no-nonsense guy who often would come into my office and say, ‘Reporter X is on his way down here with a camera crew and he wants your comment about Y issue. What are you going to say to them?’ ” Bacarisse said. “I’d give him some answer and he would often have some coaching tip to make my response sharper, more accurate and to the point. Once he told me my answer was ‘hogwash’ and that I’d better come up with something more substantive than that or I’d be in trouble. That sort of straightforward honest counsel is rare.”

Rick Sander, who served as the District Clerk’s chief deputy under Bacarisse, said King shined in his role as media relations/communications chief and helped the DCO newsletter, Hearsay, realize its potential. Within the DCO, few knew that King had more expansive duties and helped shape DCO policies, procedures and standards by serving as the writer and researcher, at times, of a strategic plan, policy manual, mission statement, administrative standards and annual reports.

“Fred fueled the vehicles we used to bring about change in the organization,” said Sander, a deputy assistant director at the Harris County Toll Road Authority.

Among those who knew him at the DCO and elsewhere, many remember King for his natural, unwavering decency and positive attitude.

“Fred did not have sharp elbows or a mean heart,” wrote former Post journalist John Boudreaux of Goodyear, Ariz., on King’s memorial site. “That, I found, made him quite different. The world has lost a good man.”

Born in Houston in 1946, Alfred T. "Fred" King III, was the eldest of seven siblings. When he was 5, he came down with polio. After his mother, Audrey Thornton King, prayed at his hospital bedside and dedicated his life to God, he began to recover.

Polio didn’t appear to affect him – he grew up to be a tall, strapping youth. He graduated with honors from Bellaire High in 1963 and went on to the University of Houston, where he graduated with a degree in journalism.

He was an officer in the Army and served in armored units in the U.S. and Korea. A crack marksman, he became a member of the All Army Rifle Team. He also taught marksmanship to recruits.

King began his journalism career working for newspapers in the small Texas communities of Gonzales, Georgetown and Paris.

He moved on to the Houston Post in 1976, serving as a copy editor, police reporter, state prison reporter (when the prisons were under scrutiny) and assistant editorial page editor during an 18-year career.

Wayne Dolcefino, a media relations consultant and former Channel 13 investigative reporter, wrote, “The very first day I walked into the HPD press room nearly forty years ago as an intern I got to work right next to legendary Houston Post reporter Fred King. Fred was a champion for honesty in government and hated waste and corruption and he was the kind of journalist that sadly is disappearing in Houston. I was proud to call him a colleague and friend. God has a great edition to heaven's newsroom.”

King’s faith was central to his life. He was active at Bellaire United Methodist participating in Sunday school class, the men's Wednesday night Bible study, James 1:27, a men's service group, and a second bible study group.

Although he didn’t put up with nonsense wherever he worked, he wasn’t prone to a cynicism common among veteran journalists.

“Fred was an old school, just-the-facts-ma’am journalist,” said Mary Flood, a former Post and Chronicle reporter now at Androvett Legal Media & Marketing. “He went by the book. But his work was always infused with his general kind and decent spirit. He was a genuinely nice guy and was always willing to help out the next person. He was very good to me when I moved here from Michigan in 1979. But he was very good to everyone. I think his faith kept him from being as jaded as a veteran journalist often becomes.”

In 1994, King brought his media relations knowledge to the Houston Police Department, serving as a public information officer for six years.

“The HPD PIO office back in the mid to late 90s was such a fun place to be,” said HPD public information officer John Cannon. “Long-time (former) TV newsman Jack Cato was our director, and to listen to he and Fred interact, share stories and trade barbs aimed at one another was as entertaining as it gets. It was laughter that brought tears to your eyes.”

The Houston Press named King the best public information officer in Houston in 2001, saying he was a "master translator into understandable terms."

Besides keeping Post alumni in touch with each other, Fred ran Spokespersons Anonymous, a networking group for media relations and communications specialists in Houston. King would alert group members of media relations job openings and pass along resumes of those between jobs – help that was especially valued during the Great Recession.

“As downsizing turned the media world upside down, Fred was always sending out olive branches of job openings and resumes on behalf of his peers,” wrote Cindy Gabriel, public information officer at Harris County Community Services. “He felt their pain and wanted to do what he could to help. He was the definition of a good man.”

King is survived by his wife, Jo, son Tom, daughter Sarah, stepsons, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

At a reception that followed King’s memorial service, many of his friends remembered his kind ways.

“He always had a twinkle in his eye and a little smile that told me he knew something I didn't . . . and he usually did!” King’s friend, David Strauss, wrote on the memorial site.

Here is a link to Fred King’s obituary.


Thursday, April 04, 2013

Steve Smith, former KHOU 11 anchor, talks KPRC 2 newscast 'Scene at 5'

Former KHOU 11 anchor Steve Smith's guest mikemcguff.com post

1968 election night at KPRC with the late Ray Miller (News Director), the late Larry Rasco (Anchor), Steve Smith and Scene at 5 producer Bill Springer (courtesy Steve Smith).

Former KHOU 11 anchor Steve Smith wrote mikemcguff.com a guest post about the KPRC 2 newscast "The Scene at 5." This after I linked to a video clip of the show's re-birth on 4/4/1988 with Ron Stone and Doug Johnson. Hey look, that was 25 years ago today.

Steve Smith - 20 years ago
Smith is here to tell us about the original "Scene at 5" on channel 2 he created and anchored back in the late 1960s. I am honored to bring you Steve Smith to this blog:

"The Scene at 5 on Channel 2 started in either 1968 or 1969 (the memory goes first) when local TV talk personality Chris Chandler left KPRC to do other things.

Longtime Channel 2 News Director and Southwest TV News legend Ray Miller and Channel 2 GM Jack Harris gave that 5 PM half hour to yours truly, and told me to do something with it. I was already anchoring the 10 PM news at that point. The concept was ours...that is, mine, along with ace producers Bill Springer and Elsa Ransom, and later, director Bruce Bryant.

Steve Smith - current
We wanted to keep it light, with little hard news, and always wanted to include a little weather (and other business) chat with weatherman Doug Johnson at the end. I did the show for approximately five years before following the money and moving to an anchor job at KDKA TV in Pittsburgh in December, 1973."

Thanks Steve! Anchor Ron Stone took over the show at that point.

Houston TV news watchers will know Smith returned to Houston in 1976. He served as the main anchor of KHOU 11 for 23 years and retired 14 years ago this coming May. That's when current anchor, Greg Hurst, took over.

Smith still does voice work and writing through his company Anchor Communications, with some fishing and travelling mixed in. A Smith voice over that made news recently was his work in Wes Anderson's Moonrise Kingdom.



Friday, January 25, 2013

REVIEW: The New Bull @100.3 KILT

Two weeks ago, I tweeted and facebooked the news from music ace, Craig Hlavaty, that 100.3 FM KILT had taken country music by the horns and flipped to The Bull.

Radio Insight reports the new brand will be "The Next Generation of Country" with a faster paced presentation to grab the kids. The first songs included Eric Church, Luke Bryan, Jason Aldean, Zac Brown Band, Jake Owen, Carrie Underwood and Kid Rock.

The new lineup includes Foley and Thunder in mornings mornings as before, Erin Austin mid-days, Keola afternoons and Zakk United at night.

Now I am not really a country music kind of guy even though I am a native Houstonian, so I'm pulling out the big guns. Former Houston radio guy Dave Crockett (formerly of 93Q KKBQ, 95.7 KIKK, Mix 96.5 KHMX, 107.5 KLDE among others), who just so happened to launch a new TV audio biz, wrote up something just for mikemcguff.com:

"KILT-FM has taken the bold step of blowing up a Houston radio tradition and rolling out "THE BULL!" A brave move and a great move! I emailed Mark Adams, The VP of Programing at CBS-Houston, and told him how fresh I thought the station sounded. They timed it perfectly for Rodeo Houston which I'm sure was their intent. Plus "THE BULL" really fits Houston. The name is very powerful. Finally somebody shook up the dial without making headlines about who they fired.

Of course KKBQ now has the challenge of using "THE BULL" in their barrage of commercial-counting promos or using the official call letters of their rival up the dial. I'm sure the minds at KKBQ are thinking of ways to incorporate phrase like, "Who's slinging the Bull about how many commercials they play every hour…" Or "Bull is only half a word at KILT. Especially when they claim they play more music…"

Either way, the two share a rich broadcasting tradition. The two stations have been battling each other since 1992 when Nancy Alexander and myself were The New 93Q's first morning team."

- Dave Crockett

Next, I turned to my social media accounts last night and asked what people thought. Here is what people said about the station:

"It's a shame that a station as iconic as KILT changed its name, format, etc. Don't like & don't listen."

"The 'less twang, more bang' tag is laughable. No bueno."

"They play the same few songs over and over and over and over. I switched over to KSTAR."

"In Dallas, we 99.5 The Wolf (KPLX), but in the Bayou city; KILT gets the Bull?"

"Too much music in the morning during Foley & Thunder. I want to hear what the cast (Foley, Thunder, Cowboy Dave) has to say, I can listen to music the rest of the day."


Another thing I found out, KIKK is still alive as a country station on 100.3 HD-2. It's billed as "The home for music that Sounds Like Texas!" Just like everything else these days, the new KIKK has a Facebook page.

Speaking of Facebook, after I bring you free Houston and Texas media news everyday, help me get more likes on my page. No seriously, it's pretty sad.

Monday, October 08, 2012

Minerva Perez talks TV anchor bullying

No doubt you've heard of the La Crosse, Wisconsin television anchor bullying incident and subsequent response from WKBT News 8's Jennifer Livingston. Livingston's on air statement went viral and landed her on the network morning shows.

The anchor bullying event struck a chord with one Houston talk show host and former TV anchor. Minerva Perez, host of Latina Voices, and former KTRK 13 Houston and KTLA 5 Los Angeles anchor, contacted me to share her experiences on the subject with you.

The following is a mikemcguff.com guest blog post from Minerva Perez:

Jennifer Livingston is NOT ALONE

Watching La Crosse, Wisconsin anchor Jennifer Livingston deliver what will go down as one of the gutsiest editorials in the annals of TV news, in response to hate mail about her weight from a male viewer, struck a chord with me. As a former News Anchor at Top 10 Markets, who had similar experiences throughout my career, I cheered her on while at the same time was reminded of similar real life experiences throughout my career.

She is not alone.

From the beginning of my career in a small Rio Grande Valley market, which was 95% Latino and from where all my family hails, I was questioned about the way I used a Spanish pronunciation of my name, correctly and accurately rolling the rrrr’s in both my first and last names: Minerva Pérez...sacrosanct where I come from.

My nickname as a kid was Minnie, Minnie Mouse and Mini Skirt. Would viewers take me seriously if I used nicknames? I was supposed to come across as a serious Journalist.

After leaving the Valley, and moving to the mid-size market of San Antonio and away from family and friends, the catty comments started coming. Some of my colleagues, especially, laughed and sniped behind my back. I knew it and I ignored it. My news director brought me in and said “perhaps you should consider the way you say your name.” I ignored him. I refused to homogenize my name and identity for the sake of my job and instead stayed true to my heritage. It was the decade of the Hispanics, after all.

Several markets later, and arriving in the 2nd largest TV Market in the country of Los Angeles, the hate or bullying heated up. It was there, the biggest Latino market next to Mexico City that the hate mail started arriving. “You’re too Latina,” one cowardly and anonymous person wrote. Another suggested I should “go back to México!” As Anchor Jen openly told the author of her egregious email and her viewers, “you don’t know me.” Little did my haters know I am a 4th generation Texan, whose family goes back hundreds of years…before Tejas was taken by the Texians. The common Tejano saying goes, “the border crossed us.” We still own part of a major land grant.

Consistently, some colleagues in all the TV markets where I worked, friends, I wrongly thought, generated some of this bullying. In one market, one co-anchor with an air of much superiority, turned to me and pointedly asked, “Why do you say your name that way?” A not-so-kind, icy query. Another one would encounter me in the hallway and loudly mimic me, “Minerrrrrva Pérrrrrez.” I laughed as his insulting words. Another one said the way I pronounced my name “jarred the ear.” Jarred the ear? This, while they all went out of their way to correctly pronounce Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. They went crazy with French names. Latino names? Not so much.

Conversely, I also received a lot of praise from Latinos in every community in which I worked. They loved that I represented them proudly in what they considered a not-so-welcoming “white world.” To see me on TV was to see themselves.

Jennifer Livingston’s criticism by a male viewer is typical and discriminatory. Only female anchors are targeted. There are many men, some currently on national and local TV, who could use a trim down.

Why don’t viewers approach them about their weight? Not an issue when it comes to male anchors. The question is WHY?

For a time, due to chronic illness and badly prescribed medications, not to mention Menopause, I too was a “plump anchor.” Sadly, men in TV can’t or won’t understand that one. Neither does the average Joe. One male viewer picked up the phone, called in and told the AP that answered, “tell Minerva she’s been eating too many cookies.” I was 7 months pregnant for darn sake! Even a local columnist took it upon himself to send a message. Without naming names, the columnist wrote about “plump anchors.” It, no doubt, came from the inside as a veiled message to me. That is bullying and to top it off, it was done in a cowardly fashion.

To describe what happened to me for years, is now described as “bullying,” the new catch phrase. I was a victim my entire career and chose to ignore it for fear of more personal attacks. So cheers to Jennifer Livingston who chose not to. She’s speaking for all of us who were “bullied” then and now.

Minerrrrva Pérrrrez
Executive Producer/Show Creator
Latina Voices: Smart Talk
www.latinavoices.com
Past President of the Houston Association of Hispanic Media Professionals HAHMP
Lifetime member, National Association of Hispanic Journalists NAHJ

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Wednesday, July 18, 2012

KHOU's Ron Trevino hits 30 years at channel 11


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KHOU 11 morning anchor Ron Trevino hits a big milestone Thursday. Thirty years working at KHOU. He was kind enough to write a guest post for mikemcguff.com about his time at the station and in Houston.

Here is KHOU's Ron Trevino in his own words - a mikemcguff.com exclusive:

Being at KHOU for 30 years means I have worked here for most of my life…WOW! I was 23 years old when I was hired. I was still in college, so some of the interns in the news department were actually older than me! Now, I work with people who weren't even born when I got hired.

People are amazed when I tell them about the old days…working WITHOUT computers and all the fancy animated graphics. We had electric typewriters back then, which was a huge upgrade for me, because I worked with manual typewriters down in Corpus Christi.

I started out as a producer here, and some of the anchors I worked with included names like, Mitch Duncan, Steve Smith, Sylvan Rodriguez, Chip Moody, Amanda Arnold and Clare Casademont…any of those names jog the memory banks?

Being the producer of a newscast has always been a high pressure job and it was back then, too. I have vivid memories of manning the control room during our non-stop coverage of Hurricane Alicia, the Challenger disaster, and so many of the other major stories of the ‘80’s.

I went back and forth from producing duties and reporting duties for years. As reporter, I’ve covered everything from serial killers to rodeos. And my job has sent me all over the world. Still, when people ask me what my favorite story is, I can’t really answer. There’s really just too many to choose from.

I’ve had the best job in the world…and on many occasions, the worst, because also too numerous to mention, are all the stories that brought you and me to tears. Triumphs and tragedies and everything in between. Sorry if that sounds like a cliché, but that’s life. And “life” is basically what I still cover, to this day.

You may ask, why does one man stay one place for 30 years??? I love Houston. I love Texas.

And, KHOU is one of best stations in the country. Don’t take my word for it. Ask around. And watch some of our former reporters. They’re at all the major networks now.

Thirty years has been an honor. I would tell you more, but I have to go to bed now…that alarm clock goes off at 2:30 AM.

By the way, anchoring the morning news IS the best job on the planet! Except for that 2:30 thing.

Trevino anchors KHOU 11 News This Morning and KHOU 11 News at Noon.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Houston media members dress up as toys

KHOU-TV's Chita Johnson, KTRK-TV's Andy Cerota, KHOU-TV's Courtney Zubowski, Event Co-Chair Joan Schnitzer Levy, KUHT-TV's Ernie Manouse, KTRK-TV's Miya Shay, KTRK-TV's Tom Koch (emcee and head auctioneer) and kneeling is KTRK-TV's Casey Curry at the 31st Annual ESCAPE Celebrity Serve Benefit at Tony's. 

Who let the toys out? Houston media personalities were out “toying around” as Barbie Doll, Sesame Street and Toy Story characters at Tony’s for the 31st Annual “Toy Box” ESCAPE Celebrity Serve Benefit Sunday night. But the monies raised meant serious business for the ESCAPE Family Resource Center, whose mission is to prevent child abuse and neglect before a child is hurt. No “play money” here: corporate and individual sponsorships, topped by a high-bidding “live” auction and limited edition raffle, generated a whopping $323,000 for ESCAPE coffers.

With Co-Chairs Joan Schnitzer Levy and Gerald Franklin at the helm and Janice and Bob McNair, founder, chairman and CEO of the HOUSTON TEXANS, as the “Hometown Superstar” headliners, the colorful, fun-filled dinner was destined for “To Infinity and Beyond” success. Tony’s was transformed into a virtual toy box, with curly-Q and toy-animal balloons and play toys as centerpieces and local media celebrities and personalities decked out in creative Toy Box togs and ESCAPE aprons. The celebs’ mission: to sell “Buzz Lightyear” specialty drinks, limited edition raffle tickets and various trinkets and candies to support ESCAPE’s bottom line.

Longtime, deeply committed ESCAPE supporters Kristi (who previously worked in radio and had a mini reunion with News 92 FM Radio’s Lanny Griffith, a celebrity server) and John D. Schiller Jr., (Executive Committee member of ESCAPE), whose Energy XXI company was the top (“Starship”) sponsor of the benefit, were the high bidders on more than one “live” auction items, including an NFL Football autographed on-the-spot by Bob McNair, and a spur-of-the-moment package offered up by actor Lee Majors and his wife, Faith. -- dinner for six with the Majors! The Majors, who are new Houstonians, were table guests of Joan Schnitzer Levy and husband Irvin. Majors is famous for his role as TV’s “$6 Million Man.”

Restaurateur Tony Vallone welcomed an overflow crowd of 300 ESCAPE supporters who filled the entire restaurant. Guests raved about the exquisite menu complemented by wines generously donated by Becker Vineyards. In addition to the 25 or so media celebrities lined up by Celebrity Chair Kim Padgett and make-believe action figures like G.I. Joe (Stylist Todd Ramos) and adorably made-up Toy Soldier Edward Sanchez, there were some very real-life action heroes in the house, namely NASA astronauts Gene Cernan (and wife, Jan), and Walt Cunningham (and wife, Dot). KHOU-TV anchor Chita Johnson, KHOU-TV Reporter Courtney Zubowski, KTRK-TV Meteorologist Casey Curry and KUHT-TV Host Ernie Manouse (who assisted KTRK-TV Anchor and Emcee Tom Koch with auctioneer duties) were centers of attention in their Barbie Doll, Woody (sans “Buzz Lightyear”), Candyland and Ernie (sans “Bert”) personas. Other Celebrity Servers on tap: Buzz Lady Roseann Rogers, KTRK-TV reporter Andy Cerota, KIKK/FOX 26’s Cleverley Stone, Absolutely! Memorial’s Lara Bell, Shara Fryer, The 9-5-0 Radio’s Michael Garfield, Houston Chronicle Society Writer Lindsey Love and KTRK-TV Reporter Miya Shay. Susan Farb Morris, a.k.a. the PR Fairy, came dressed as a PR Fairy Princess, complete with a tiara.

According to Lidya K. Osadchey, CEO of the ESCAPE Family Resource Center, the Celebrity Serve Benefit is a major annual source of funding for the 501(c)(3) nonprofit and is held in April as part of National Child Abuse Prevention Month. For more info about ESCAPE, call (713) 942-9500, ext. 14, or go to http://www.learntoparent.org.

This post was written by guest blogger Susan Farb Morris.