I Thought: If I Was Lucky Enough

I Never Learned Anything While I Was Talking.

I Did Everything When I Started. In Miami I Did News, I Did Weather, I Did Sports, I Did Disk-jockeying. And I Did A Sports Talk Show Every Week - Every Saturday Night.

You Know What Amazes Me About Ufo's? They Never Land At The White House. They Always Land At Laramie, Wyoming. Thiry Miles Out, Where They're Seen By One Farmer.

Nobody Beats A Bunch Of Journalists For Inflating Their Rather Mundane Straightforward Chores With A Lot More Melodrama And Self-importance Than The Job Should Be Asked To Contain.

When I Broke In, In 1957, It Was Wide Open. Now You're Up Against Strong Competition.