Ramblin' with Roger

Mother’s Day on CBS Sunday Morning

CBS Radio

Since practically the beginning of its run in 1979, I’ve been a massive fan of CBS Sunday Morning. It is the network’s weekly magazine on the air.

Several of the segments on this past Mother’s Day made me a bit melancholy. They weren’t all sad, but many were reflective. Motherless daughters: Coming together involves “a global support network for women” who, like author Hope Edelman, were “young when their mothers died.” The women also experienced “laughter, sisterhood, and affirmation.” What caught me unawares was that the reporter, Faith Salie, was one of those women.

Every story I saw about the SCOTUS ruling ushering in a new era of gerrymandering made me heartsick.

CBS correspondent “Jonathan Vigliotti, who wrote about L.A.’s reconstruction efforts in his book ‘Torched,’ discusses how rebuilding after a disaster should include steps to prevent future catastrophes.” One fears that speed will win out over safety and strength.

Martin Short: Facing tragedy with joy is a heavy-duty piece in anticipation of Lawrence Kasdan‘s Marty, Life Is Short, a 101-minute tribute to the comic. It’s amazing and touching, given his sometimes difficult experiences – a brother and both parents died within an eight-year period in his youth, his wife of 30 years died in 2010, his daughter died earlier this year by suicide — how well put together he appears to be. Here’s an extended interview.

News

Remembering Ted Turner, an American original, reminded me of what we’ve lost since we had a reasonably straightforward, even boring, 24-hour news. I wonder if he knew whether FOTUS was limiting access to the bison on lands in Montana. (Here’s the CNN take on its founder’s passing at the age of 87.)

But I was most melancholy about the story of CBS News Radio, a beacon of broadcast journalism, as it signs off. “Founded nearly a century ago, [it] set the standard for radio news coverage, featuring legends such as Edward R. Murrow, Robert Trout, and Charles Osgood, and created the template for broadcast journalists. But on May 22, CBS will end its heralded radio service. Mo Rocca celebrates the long history of CBS News Radio, and talks with current and former staffers, including ‘Sunday Morning’ correspondent Martha Teichner (who reported on radio for decades), and Dan Rather (here’s an extended interview), a veteran radio correspondent and former anchor of the “CBS Evening News.”

So, CBS News did a credible job of explaining how it continues to decline.

Baby sister: biker babe

“farmer Green”

I always wondered how my baby sister, Marcia, became a biker babe in her 20s. She has forgotten more about motorcycles than I ever knew. Oddly, it seemed to have been instigated by our grandfather, McKinley Green.

He was the one who taught her about cars, including, and I only recently learned this, that he took her for driving lessons out on Airport Road near Binghamton, NY. She may or may not have had a driver’s permit, and she mightn’t have even been old enough for one. Almost certainly, my parents had no idea.

In retrospect, my two sisters and I all thought we each had a special relationship with Pop. And we all probably did. Even though he lived only a dozen and a half steps away, Pop’s apartment was an oasis from our dwelling, and he was fun.

For instance, Marcia spent more time planting items in the garden. He dubbed her “farmer Green,” I guess because she was wearing overalls. (Why don’t I remember this?)

My time with him involved watching boxing and other sports on his television and playing cards, mostly gin rummy. We all remember seeing Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom and smelling his vile Fatima cigarettes.

By comparison, my mom’s mom, Gert Williams, was the antithesis of fun, always trying to fill our heads with fear. But as the youngest, she saw through her nonsense.

One of these days, I’ll have to have a face-to-face with Marcia, not just the weekly Zoom chats. Happy birthday, baby sister.

Sunday Stealing Makes You Choose

tea and geography

Welcome to Sunday Stealing. Here we will steal all types of questions from every corner of the blogosphere. Our promise to you is that we will work hard to find the most interesting and intelligent questions. Cheers to all of us thieves!

This week, our inspiration is Life of a Fool. This blogger maintains that this meme has “been seen everywhere.” The questions only require a simple, definitive answer, but if you’d like to elaborate, we’d like to hear what you have to say.

Which one? Sunday Stealing Makes You Choose

1. Pepsi or Coke?

Diet Cherry Pepsi. That full-sugar glass bottle of Coke that one used to only get near Mexico

2. Cappuccino or coffee?

I don’t drink coffee, and never did. There is something vaguely uncivilized about not drinking it; some people have tried to make me feel that. Someone makes a pot of coffee, and you don’t share. I probably mentioned my absolute refusal to make it. It was an office task; I made it once, it sucked, and I was off the hook.

Here’s a useless piece of information about cappuccino: “The name comes from the Capuchin friars, referring to the color of their habits, and in this context, referring to the color of the beverage when milk is added in a small portion to dark, brewed coffee (today mostly espresso).

Ice cream?

3. Chocolate or vanilla?

I’m assuming the question refers to ice cream, though it isn’t explicitly stated. I find that vanilla ice cream, as an accompaniment, is about perfect. It goes with chocolate cake, fruit pies, hot chocolate, and much more. A good chocolate ice cream needs to stand on its own, and some do.

I shared this before – it’s about racism and vanilla ice cream.

4. Hot tea or iced tea?

One of the first things I learned when I visited my parents and baby sister after they moved to the Southeast US was that there is tea and hot tea. Whereas, in the North, there’s iced tea and tea. What was the question again? Either one; it’s weather-dependent.

5. Dinner for two or a party?

It must be dinner for two, because I do it far more often. I like other people’s parties, though; I only throw one per year because it’s work.

#1 rhythm and blues hits for 1946

“jump music”

(Virtually the same intro as last week!)

These are the #1 rhythm and blues hits of 1946. Unlike the pop charts, which had 20 songs covering 96 weeks, there is only a handful here. That’s the function of the fact that in 1946, there was only one chart showing the most popular R&B songs.

When it was established in 1942, the chart was called the Harlem Hit Parade. In February 1945, it changed to Most Played Juke Box Race Records. It wasn’t until 1948 that Billboard tracked best-selling records, and not until 1955 that they followed the disc jockey’s most-played records. So, in the late 50s, you may see a lot more records, unless jukebox, sales, and radio play agree.

That is, until 13 October 1958, when they consolidated all the charts into what became Hot R&B Sides.

Choo Choo Ch’Boogie – Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five (Decca), 18 weeks at #1. “Far and away the most popular rhythm ‘n blues recording artist of the decade.”

Hey! Ba-Ba-Re-Bop – Lionel Hampton and His Orchestra (Decca), 16 weeks at #1, co-written by Hampton. I always loved how the last chorus is off the beat. Half a dozen of his albums are in my collection.

Buzz Me -Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five, 9 weeks at #1. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame as an Early Influencer in 1987. His page notes, “The supreme ruler of Forties R&B. Louis Jordan topped the R&B charts for a total of one hundred thirteen weeks, an unheard of accomplishment.” I have one Jordan compilation CD.

Justifiable homicide?

Stone Cold Dead In The Market (He Had It Coming) -Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Jordan and His Tympani Five, 5 weeks at #1

The Gypsy – Ink Spots (Decca), 3 weeks at #1. The only song on the list that crossed over to the pop charts that year

Ain’t That Just Like A Woman (They’ll Do It Every Time)-Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five, 2 weeks at #1. I love the guitar intro, which sounds REALLY familiar.

Don’t Worry About That Mule – Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five, 1 week at #1. An NPR bio from 2008.

NYT Connections keeps us together

27 years

I’m working on the premise that the New York Times Connections keeps us together. I mean my wife and me.

Here’s Connections’ answers for April 25: —

Body coverings: ENAMEL, HAIR, NAIL, SKIN
Masses, in idioms: CROWD, HAYSTACK, MILLION, OCEAN
Old-timey slang for law enforcement: COPPER, DICK, FLATFOOT, GUMSHOE
Starting with synonyms for “Throw”: CAST IRON, CHUCK E. CHEESE, HURLY-BURLY, PITCHFORK

On this particular puzzle, my wife found most of the first category, and we split the second. I got the third, because I’m old. She saw the fourth.

We see different things, and that works to our advantage. We usually get a reverse rainbow, identifying the hardest one first, mostly avoiding the ruses.

Likewise, when we do the New York Times news quiz each week, I’ll either know or remember the sports stuff. She reads a daily NYT summary and picks up tidbits that my sifting through various sources doesn’t catch, and vice versa.

So I know when she calls my name in the morning after daybreak, she’s asking for the time.

We’re more likely to do schtick together in the a.m. You know, the usual intentional malaprops. “Sam and Janet Evening” (Some Enchanted Evening), e.g., I could ask my wife for more groanworthy examples, usually generated by the situation, but the wordplay wouldn’t make sense to most people anyway.

The Zen of departure

I have finally recontextualized the departure thing. You know: she says either we’re leaving an event now, or a time certain. And then we don’t, almost as a result of her talking to someone. For a time, I saw it was a violation of a contract that SHE had initiated. “We should leave at 12:30,” and then we don’t.

I used to have a conversation with someone, but then she thought we couldn’t depart because of it. No, no – I’m just utilizing the time.

So now, I just sit quietly. If I have something to read (a newspaper, a magazine), I’ll do that. Otherwise, I’ve gotten quite proficient playing backgammon, hearts, and pinochle on the phone. I realize that she NEEDS to have those conversations, even when they’re unplanned, and that they put her own schedule off-kilter.

My wife’s calendar is very full. Her work schedule, ostensibly part-time (HA!), is extremely busy. She has a bunch of stuff involving her mother’s finances she has to deal with; my MIL’s mail now comes to our house. I generally sort out the solicitations, but there is still a slew of bills and other financial items for her to deal with.

Then we’ve been dealing with the Daughter’s art show and upcoming graduation. My wife was the magician who figured out how to pay for those four years of our child’s education.

So, it’s all good. 27 years. Who woulda thunk it?

The picture is of us with our only child. I used it for my blog 18 years ago, so it’s recycled. As NBC-TV ads used to note, “It’s new to you.”