Sunday, June 30, 2013

Farewell, David and Valerie



          Good evening, 919 Gang. If there is a good time to be sick (and I doubt that) the past few days might qualify. My cold has made physical labor unlikely, and temperatures that keep nudging 100 degrees mean I wouldn't be working outside very much anyway. A friend visiting Las Vegas said the temperature there was 115 today.

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          PRESTON TUREGANO writes:
          Fortune cookies at Mandarin House restaurant in Middletown predicted good things Saturday afternoon when Valerie Scher and David Elliott treated eight of their former Union-Tribune Arts/Feature department co-workers to lunch, and bid the octet farewell before moving to Oregon after 29 years in San Diego. Sometime next month, David and Valerie will begin to call liberal, placid and scenic Eugene, Oregon, home. For most of their San Diego years the Elliotts lived in University City just east of La Jolla and north of Clairemont. By coincidence, they sold their home here to a native of China who has become most Americanized. Valerie pointed out a major difference between the two cities is that in San Diego their real estate agent drove a Mercedes. In Eugene, their agent drives an old VW. Of course, a family atmosphere prevailed as Valerie, David, Martin Zimmerman, Bob Laurence, Welton Jones, Bob Pincus, Anne Marie Welsh, Arthur Salm, George Varga and yours truly sat at a round table and shared traditional Chinese cuisine rotating on a center platform. Unable to attend were Jim Hebert and Jennifer DePoyen. The departing couple didn't leave MH without gifts. George Varga gave them a small teapot, or as he put it, "A little pot," because of Oregon's liberal marijuana-use laws. Yours truly gave them a framed December 1, 1992 Burl Stiff column (enlarged to almost 30 inches in length) that documented David Copley's lavish surprise 70th birthday party for his mother at Mille Fleurs (in English, "thousands of flowers") restaurant in Rancho Santa Fe. Mandadrin House it ain't. (When he invited the lunch guests, David Elliott jokingly said his former co-workers should bring a favorite Burl Stiff column. Anyone with archive privileges with U-T San Diego should look up the fawning, treacle-dripping, name-dropping Stiff piece. For the party, David Copley flew in thousands of flowers from France!) Valerie and David also received a copy of the photo book "San Diego Then and Now," which each lunch guest signed. For now, the former Arts/Feature staff reunion gatherings will never again be what they were way back then (or when).

Front row, from left, Arthur Salm, Bob Laurence, Anne Marie Welch. Second row, Bob Pincus, Valerie Scher, George Varga, Preston Turegano. Back row, Welton Jones, David Elliott, Martin Zimmerman.

          REBER: Best wishes to Valerie and David, and don't forget to advise me if you change your email address.

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          DANA WILKIE writes:
          Leslie Wolf Branscomb's recollection of the push by conservative Christians to infiltrate local school boards and city councils reminds me of my coverage of Connie somebody-or-other (maybe it was Connie Young? Gads, it was so long ago). In any event, Connie was running for public office, and I wrote a story about her public policy positions, particularly on her crusade to outlaw abortion, which was her big cause. Apparently her campaign didn't find the story flattering, because her spokesman called me to Connie's campaign offices under the pretense of an interview. Someone ushered me into a large room with a single chair smack in the middle and asked me to sit down. No tables, no other chairs, no other furniture to speak of. I sat there, and after some 20 minutes, in walked Connie's flak, who proceeded to circle around me like a vulture and fire accusatory questions at me, much as an FBI agent might interrogate and try to intimidate a suspected terrorist. I remember -- because, you know, I was edgy and fearless back then -- firing back at him until the whole thing devolved quite literally into a shouting match. The next time I showed up at a Connie press conference, she came over to a gaggle of six or seven reporters waiting to ask her more questions. She turned to each of them, one by one, shook their hands warmly and introduced herself, then got to me. I held out my hand and she stood for perhaps a full 30 seconds looking at my hand, then looking at me. Finally, she reached out her hand and said: "I forgive you." I think Connie somebody-or-other eventually fell off the public's radar.

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          ELIZABETH GABRIEL writes:
          I have an auto dealers story, too. While I was at the Fresno Bee, I chose to run a wire story about dealers -- can't remember if it was used cars or new ones -- and had one of our great artists do an illo that featured a fox (or was it a wolf?) in a chicken coop. The story was out of St. Pete, Florida, so there were no local names mentioned. As my failing synapses recall, ALL the dealerships pulled their ads for one day. No one hassled me about it.

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          JERRY RIFE writes:
          Just as I was getting ready to type this message around midnight, today's edition of the Rebergram arrived in my mailbox. It made me think of those times at 919 when I was alone in the newsroom dropping prints on an editor's desk after he had left for the night.
          Anyway, I wanted to say that these pictures are from my new book "Street Scenes, San Miguel de Allende". You can access the book on my website at http://streetshooter.shutterfly.com/pictures  Just click on the book and wait a minute while it loads. It is best viewed full screen.
          Hope some of you will drop by for a peek.



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          DAVID OGUL writes:
          Leslie Wolf Branscomb mentioned my good friend John Gilmore in passing yesterday, and it prompted me to write this quick note. John is one of the most down-to-earth, humble persons I have ever met. A devoted Christian who is guided by Christ daily -- but who never pushed his beliefs on this devoted, Conservative Jew -- John truly was a pleasure to work with. I miss the many conversations we had on our trolley rides to and from work, along with the ribbing he always gave me when I was in training for one of my marathons and gorging on health food. John, if you're reading this, it's been too long. Let's get together and go to a ballgame. I'll even wear my stupid Padres hat in your honor. Jack has my email, or connect with me via Facebook, Twitter or Linkedin.

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          REBER: Joe Holly responds to a message last night.

          JOE HOLLY writes:
          I dropped my head down in disgrace,
          Accused of having a long face.
          Then I saw a giraffe,
          Which caused me to laugh.
          Now, brother, that's a long face.


          By the way, Jack, I liked your wild turkey photo.

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          CARL LARSEN writes:
          One of my heroes in the world of journalism -- if a cynical newsman is allowed such a luxury -- is the BBC's Andrew Marr, who jumped from newspapers to become one of Britain's best TV interviewers. Along the way, he also has carved out a role as a historian, producing several documentaries from the history of the world to the history of modern Britain.
          We almost lost Marr to a stroke six months ago, at age 53. In retrospect, he says it was no surprise.
          In Friday's Daily Mail he tells about his ordeal, how it came on, and how he is convalescing. It's a must-read for any journalist who regularly puts in 15-hour days, yet who thinks he or she is doing all the right things in diet and exercise.
          As he told the newspaper:
          "I was a classic male, trying to ignore the fact that I was getting older.
          I was trying to do all the physical things I could do when I was 20 years younger — refusing to accept I was now 53 years old."
          Here's the link:



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          JAY  JOHNSON writes:
          My answer to question "If you could take only one book with you to a desert island, what would it be?"
          Me: "The Thurber Carnival." I've owned a copy for 40 years and have never tired of perusing it. (Ok, in reality I'd take "Bear Grylls' Desert Island Survival Manual".)
          Classic Thurber story: "I used to see him at parties where he would play tricks with his glass eye," recalled cartoonist Al Hirschfeld, talking about James Thurber. "He had lost an eye as a child. He had a collection of glass eyes, and as the evening went on, he would change them, with each one becoming more bloodshot. At about 2 o'clock in the morning, he'd put one in, and it would be a little American flag! It was a shocker. You'd look at him, and there's a little flag flying there in his eye."
          If I ever have a glass eye, the ability to do this would be a significant consolation!

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          JOHN SWEENEY writes:
          Hed viewed on U-T online site Saturday night:
"San Diegan exumes Gettysburg's long-dead, long-forgotten hero's remains"

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          DON BAUDER forwards:
          David Copley's yacht sold.

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          TOM BLAIR writes:
          Just about any song Welton Jones's heart desires -- words and music -- available at:
          Reasonably priced and swift.

          DANA WILKIE writes:
          On sheet music: There's a great website called chordie.com. You can search thousands of songs by name and find the lyrics and chords or notes. I use it for guitar playing all the time, and it's terrific.

          REBER: These are in response to Jerry Goodrum's request for suggestions on places to find sheet music. Do the sheet-music messages we printed last night and tonight seem to have a relevance to the news business? Yes, more and more you're going to have to use the Internet to find what you want. 

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          REBER: We've had a long spell with no birthdays. Mitch Weinstock breaks the streak tonight. Happy Birthday (June 30), Mitch.

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          REBER: This is a remarkable story.

          GENE CIECHANOWSKI forwards:
          Tootsie Rolls and the Korean War.




P.O. Box 2239
Ramona, CA 92065
U.S.A.

Friday, June 28, 2013

Yankee Doodle Dandy



          Good evening, 919 Gang. We have multiple answers to Jerry Goodrum's question about where to find sheet music, and I am reminded I forgot last night to respond to Michael Grant's question about how a steel cable was stretched across the Grand Canyon for Nik Walenda's performance. A television report said the 8 1/2-ton steel cable was too heavy to be handled by a helicopter, so they had a helicopter carry a fiber line across. The steel cable was attached to that and then winched to the other side.

          WELTON JONES writes:
          The sheet-music market is odd. There are tons of the stuff floating around and many people, like Jerry Goodrum, who have some level of interest. But nobody seems to have figured out a practical way to make them browsable, probably for many of the same reasons used bookstores are disappearing.
          Lyrics are available online, sometimes, but the quality varies and specific titles can be elusive, partly for intellectual property considerations, partly because few people play from sheet music anymore and partly because there are just SO MANY old songs out there. Actually the Library of Congress and similar collections can be very useful for obscure titles, especially older stuff.
          There are  collection-type books that were still being publishing recently and they're good if you're lucky. There are books of popular music by the decade; books by specific artists like Glenn Miller or the Beatles; and books for piano-bar guys called "fake books." The latter are great fun, especially if you play. But it's still a crap shoot.
          The only two places I can think of that really have a collection of sheet music for browsing (or did recently) are Lou Curtiss' Folk Arts Records on Adams Avenue for older music (especially country-western) and, larger and more general, Alan's Music Center, 8410 La Mesa Blvd. in La Mesa, (619) 466-1938.

          PAMELA DUGAN writes:
          If it's only lyrics that Jerry Goodrum is looking for, not the music, they are easy to find -- and free. I just Googled "Yankee Doodle Dandy" and "lyrics," and got a bunch of hits. Have hunted for lyrics before to all kinds of songs and have yet to strike out.

          MARK MONDAY writes:
          Here is a YouTube version of Yankee Doodle:
          The words are here:
          The sheet music is available here for $5
          So much information is available through Open Sources these days. Newspapers haven't tapped that. They could dramatically improve their coverage if they had an Open Source desk to work with reporters, or dedicated a couple of people to that job in the morgue. A smart publisher could improve the product, particularly with on-line stories, by adding the web address of any related stories -- even stories done by someone else -- to the bottom of an article. I realize there are potential problems here from AP v Meltwater, but I think that will straighten itself out.

          MICHELE DAVIS writes:
          No need to purchase lyrics. You can simply type into Google: Lyrics (and the name of the song). I have found any song lyrics I was seeking in this manner. Example: Lyrics I'm A Yankee Doodle Dandy. Voila, there are the lyrics!

          SUZANNE MACK writes:
          If Jerry doesn't need the musical notes too he can likely Google "words to Yankee Doodle Dandy" and print it out. Someties you can see a live performance of a singer performing his song that way.
          I hope you and Mary are not sweltering too much in Ramona. We played tourist today and went to Balboa Park and then had fruity drinks at sunset on the deck at The Fish Market. Lovely.

          REBER: John Sweeney came up with 16 verses of Yankee Doodle Dandy, and I have forwarded them to Jerry.

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          LESLIE WOLF BRANSCOMB writes:
          Bobbi Ignelzi's experience with the car dealers doesn't surprise me. In fact, I think she still may have been in the East County office in 1991-1992 when a reporter wrote a story about Bob McClellan, owner of McClellan Buick, who was running for city council with the apparent goal of trying to enact his conservative Christian views upon the citizenry. There was a big push at this time by conservative Christians to run for local school boards and city councils in East and North County -- but they preferred to do so quietly, papering churches with election fliers and shunning media and public debates. Following the story, his dealership threatened to pull their ads; the ad people in our office were frantic; the editorial side (led by John Gilmore, as I recall) was defiant. Even though we shared an office in El Cajon, I think it was after that the ad people stopped inviting us to their parties and potlucks (not like the reporters ever contributed homemade food or gifts anyway). If any of the names and dates in here are incorrect; this is an anecdote, please don't sue me. I'm sure of the year and name of the politician, and even though I remember whom I worked with I can't recall who wrote the offending story, and I can't find it on Google because, as it happens, McClellan was elected and due to lack of term limits has been on the council 11 years now and there are far too many stories about him already online.

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          REBER: Joe Holly and I have been talking about photographing wild turkeys.

          CAROL SOTTILI writes:
          Wild turkeys in New Jersey are easy to photograph and videotape. Here's a video I shot from my sister-in-law's back door in Caldwell, N.J. I should have edited it down, but you only need to watch for a few seconds to figure out their disinterest in my interest.

          JERRY SCHULTZ wonders:
          Jack, are the wild turkeys you're shooting escapees from the poultry farms that populated Ramona in days past? And, Tom Gable should recall the rainy day he really irritated San Diego's automobile dealers when he was Trib BizEd. You woulda thunk the sky was falling, not just rain.

          REBER: The turkey business in Ramona has dwindled to such a state that if my visitor was a leftover, it is an ancient bird.

          ERNIE COWAN writes:
          Tell Joe Holly that there is no need for the long face. Wild turkey are challenging to photograph for all the reasons he mentioned.  On the other hand, he should head over to Oceanside where there are good numbers of brown pelicans now sporting their breeding colors.  Much easier subjects.
          You may have also noticed that I am doing a monthly column on San Diego's wild birds in the Home & Garden section of UT San Diego.  Look for it on the third Saturday each month.  I knew there were a lot of bird lovers around, but was frankly quite surprised at the phone calls and email I received after the first column on June 15.


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          BOB RODRIGUEZ forwards:
          Here, this'll fix your wagon.

          DIANA MORTENSON forwards:
          Think you've seen everything?


P.O. Box 2239
Ramona, CA 92065
U.S.A.

Ah-Choo



          Good evening, 919 Gang. I'm filing early tonight. I don't know how anyone could catch a cold in this dry weather with temps in the mid-90s, but I have.

          KENT FREELAND writes:
          Bobbi Ignelzi's account of an experience with auto dealers triggered memories of a similar one that I had many years ago when executive editor of TODAY in Florida. We had a young, enterprising consumer writer who decided to do a series of stories on tricks that used car salesmen used to spiff up cars for sale. His source was a former salesman from the area whom we agreed to give anonymity because the story didn't use any names of salesmen or dealers -- and also to protect him from expected reprisals.
          The only part of the story that I can recall was his account of how some salesmen would put mashed bananas in a malfunctioning transmission to smooth the action. There were other nefarious tricks, most of which were news to most of us. The series made great reading, but of course there was a firestorm of reaction.
          Just as Bobbi suggested, we had underestimated the sensitivity of used-car dealers. They protested en masse and began to pull advertising. The paper's GM and the advertising department besieged the publisher to halt the series. He didn't but he asked me to divulge the name of the source. I was stonewalling him, hoping the situation would improve.
          When it began to look as if the dealers would march on the paper with torches and pitchforks, Al Neuharth, the founder and CEO decided to fly in from Gannett headquarters in Rochester, N.Y., to calm the waters. One of the good things about working for Neuharth was that he had begun his career as a fearless, top-notch reporter for the Miami Herald, winning numerous prizes for his exposes of loan sharks and other evil-doers. So he understood the news side as well as the business side.
          Neuharth told the GM and the ad department to back off, met with leaders of the auto dealers and then quietly admonished the young executive editor (me) that the experience should teach him to handle such stories with more care and sensitivity.

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          JAY JOHNSON writes:
          Does anyone remember a managers training program that used the movie "12 O'Clock High" with Gregory Peck to illustrate the principles of being a "good" manager?  F**k that.  Peck put under-performers into a "leper colony"; didn't answer questions or seek feedback from his team … all sorts of military-type BS that may be necessary in war but is absolutely the wrong way to manage in the real world. It says something about the company’s HR leadership that they would select that type of training for managers.
          I took the course in January 1986 after having worked a shift as night editor at The Tribune. I left the office, sleep deprived, and drove to the off-site training. During the session news broke of the Challenger explosion. I remember driving home to Encinitas incredibly exhausted and depressed.

          REBER: That was about the time I moved into management -- without any training or the usual visit to a psychiatrist.  And I think I can hear a number of people saying "It showed."

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          BOB ELLEDGE writes:
          Now, this is getting ridiculous.
          Jack, we should create a pool, everybody kick in $10, and we each pick the month and year when the last metro US/U.S. daily ceases its print edition. Whoever is closest gets the pot. I'm 62. I'm beginning to think I'll see that day.
          Oh, and I'd be glad to guard the cash.
          As it turns out, the guy says he had nothing to do with his wife's layoff.
Oregonian Editor Peter Bhatia's Wife Laid Off

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          JERRY GOODRUM writes:
          Hi, Jack, the mention of Johnny Mathis reminds me that I've been wanting to find out how to get the sheet music for some of the oldies which I can't remember. I watched a video last night of a Hollywood roast on YouTube of Bob Hope and many of the old-time laugh artists.
          I also saw one of Jimmy Cagney and a chorus doing his famous rendition of Yankee Doodle Dandy. I need the sheet music to relearn the words.
          Any help out there?

          REBER:  There are numerous vendors on the Internet, but does anyone know a local shop where you can walk in and browse?

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          DAVID FARMER writes:
          Yes, Mr. Reber, the Brits use single quote marks where we use double. And for quotes within quotes, they use double where we use single. I read so many British books that my mind no longer boggles at the difference.
          There must be a computer program that American publishers run British text through to change all the quote marks in one fell swoop. (Maybe not fell, which is quite a bad thing, but instant.) If I'm right, the same program changes colour to color, endeavour to endeavor, etc. And no doubt British publishers have a program that does the reverse.
          But if you read a book printed in England you'll get the single quotes.
          And that's all I know about British punctuation, full stop (Brit for period.)

          ANITA PALMER writes:
          Regarding single quotation marks, yes, Jack, that's British style -- at least in books. I'm not familiar with British newspaper style. Our friends across the Great Pond also reverse our custom of setting quotes within quotes in single marks.
          American: "Jack said, 'It's a good biography,' and that's good enough for me."
          British: 'Jack said, "It's a good biography," and that's good enough for me.'

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          JERRY GOODRUM writes:
          The photo collection submitted by John Gilmore included a buffalo bull that reminded me of a story I once covered that was a fun assignment. It was the annual buffalo roundup in South Dakota in which they bring the whole herd together for immunization shots. I tried to convince the cowboys leading the roundup that I had grown up on a horse herding cows back in Kansas, but they wouldn't let me on a horse. Instead one cowboy took me in a pickup truck to join the chase. I'd have been safer on a horse -- well maybe. It was a wild ride.

          REBER: That reminds me of the cattle ranch we frequently visit. They have a small, Jeep-like electric vehicle that they use to run around the ranch doing irrigation work. They call it their "Japanese quarterhorse."

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          JOE HOLLY writes:
          As far as those wild turkeys go, I know exactly what you mean. They are next to impossible to shoot. I made 159 shots of the momma and her three chicks, of which I could have thrown 150 away. (I did toss more than half.) Between the patchy light, their scurry-power and being nearly invisible against the ground, shooting these guys was not much more than a test of patience. Basically, I got one good shot, and that is the one of them walking away.
          Consequently, it was necessary to put two together. Even that took more than an hour burning and dodging and cropping and polishing and cutting to make it presentable -- a long time for me at this point.
          Keep shooting, it's only a matter of numbers.

          REBER: I think it's more than that, Joe. I recognize all the difficulties you cite, but I think your photos we ran last night also show that it takes a really good photographer to get acceptable photos. This is the only halfway decent shot I got, taken 15 feet from our front door.



P.O. Box 2239
Ramona, CA 92065
U.S.A.