Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Goodbye, My Friend

Yeah, I know we never met but you were such a part of my life. Working the night shift in radio in the 70s and early 80s as I did, you made my nights. So many things you would say, so many funny lines. More than once (wayyy more), I stole your stuff. I even made it on to your show on the phones, more than once. You were the nightcap to my days. You were, my friend, the Frank Sinatra of interviewers. You never got flustered, never failed to keep control of an interview. You taught me how to control the conversation. I never saw anyone talk about losing their dog in a way you did, years later after losing a 14 year old English Shepard, I vividly remember that show. Thanks so much for everything, my friend. If I smoked, I'd have a cigarette for you (you know, I am sure by this time, that's what killed you). and if I drank, I'd have a colortini for you, too. You asked the questions that needed to be asked and took no bullshit for answers. Yeah, I never met you but, indeed I did. How can you not invite a guy over to your house for a decade and not know him? I think there is a whole generation that knew you. Indeed, Indeed. Have nice long walk with your dog. If God ever would ask for someone to interview him, I think your name would be at the top of the list. Good job, Tom. Good job! :
One of my favorite Tom Snyder quotes is about death. He said people always say when speaking about the possibility of someone dying “God forbid. And do you now what ? He never does.”
Here's a great link about Tom.

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