Kevin Fischer is a veteran broadcaster, the recipient of over 150 major journalism awards from the Milwaukee Press Club, the Wisconsin Associated Press, the Northwest Broadcast News Association, the Wisconsin Bar Association, and others. He has been seen and heard on Milwaukee TV and radio stations for over three decades. A longtime aide to state Senate Republicans in the Wisconsin Legislature, Kevin can be seen offering his views on the news on the public affairs program, "InterCHANGE," on Milwaukee Public Television Channel 10, and heard filling in on Newstalk 1130 WISN. He lives with his wife, Jennifer, and their lovely young daughter, Kyla Audrey, in Franklin.
Nice column in the Journal/Sentinel today about Christmas memories by TV/Radio columnist Tim Cuprisin:
TV commercials are sometimes more memorable than the shows that are programmed around them.
And, for me and my mother, one of them symbolized the very beginning of the Christmas season.
It was usually early in December, back when Christmas didn't really start on television until early December, that one of us would catch sight of a stop-action animated Santa Claus taking his first holiday ride over the snowy hills of Norelco's annual commercial. With the company's name transmogrified into "Noelco" at the end of the spot, the announcer would intone " . . . even our name says Merry Christmas."
There are other Christmas classics that still catch my eye, from the usual suspects - "A Charlie Brown Christmas," "It's a Wonderful Life" and "A Christmas Story - to smaller, lesser-known gems like "The Homecoming," the pilot for what would become "The Waltons."
But it's the Norelco Santa that stirs the memories from those long-gone Christmases of my childhood.
From black-and-white days and on into the color TV era, as I grew up and my mother grew older, we'd always be sure to tell each other the first time we saw the Norelco Santa floating across the countryside on those rotary heads.
I remember being away at college one year in the late 1970s and catching the Norelco spot. The first thing I did was call home to let my mom know that the season had officially begun.
The spot had been born back in 1961, just before my TV memories begin. It lasted until the mid-1980s, when the company retired it. In the early '90s, a higher-tech version was brought back. But the Norelco Santa just isn't the holiday standby it once was.
My mother has been gone for 20 years now, and I don't recall the last time the Norelco Santa has magically popped up on the screen while I was watching television. If it's still in the rotation, I'm likely to fast-forward over it, thanks to my DVR, which overcomes all sales pitches.
But thanks to the magic of YouTube, I can click my mouse on the screens. And, for a few seconds, I remember.
By TIM CUPRISIN
THE FOLLOWING BLOG IS NOT POLITICAL, RELIGIOUS, CONTROVERSIAL, OR CONFRONTATIONAL. IT IS, HOWEVER, PERSONAL (That’s ok. Many blogs are). IT INVOLVES AN EPSIODE IN THE LIFE OF YOURS TRULY. YOU, OF COURSE, CAN CHOOSE TO REFRAIN FROM READING. BUT ADMIT IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO READ IT. SO, IF YOU WILL INDULGE ME, PLEASE.
Several years ago, my lovelorn friend Jim had just started dating a new gal. Somewhat the nervous type…okay, a really nervous type, Jim asked me if I would just materialize at what turned out to be only his second date with the young woman.
The plot was this: The date was on a Friday night. Jim would take his date to the Dan Jansen festival. I would arrive at the festival after my Channel 10 taping of InterCHANGE, and the two lovebirds would “bump” into me at one of the beer tents.
And so it went.
There I was, the only lunatic at the festival wearing a suit and tie, all by myself, at a beer tap.
Suddenly, out of the blue, there was Jim and………………….his date!
“Hey, look over there. It’s Kevin Fischer. What a surprise! Imagine running into you here!”
“Jim! What are you doing here,” I replied, confident we had completely pulled the wool over the poor girl’s eyes.
Jim’s date had this look on her face that seemed to say, “Uhhhh, what in the world is going on?”
I proceeded to walk around the grounds with the two who said about 8 words in an hour. After snarfing some brew at the Hooter girl’s beer stand, I figured that things weren’t going well, and that Jim was on his own to boost his confidence.
I left, predicting that I’d receive a phone call the next day from Jim that his date ended the evening telling him, “You’re a nice guy, but ………………”
I was wrong.
Jim made another date, a pretty important one.
At the time, I was helping Jim with his business on the side…….wedding and miscellaneous party DJ. We had a gig to do music at a surprise 50th birthday party. Jim invited his friend, Michele, but Jim invited some folks, too: his parents, to meet Michele.
It was Michele’s turn to be nervous, so, to keep her confidence intact and have moral support, she invited her best friend to accompany her.
Jim, meanwhile, found out about it and asked me to be on my best behavior to Michele’s friend.
“I’m always on my best behavior,” you silly fool!
Jim danced with Michele, I danced with Michele’s friend and the night went smoothly.
There were other highlights, but suffice to say that Jim asked Michele to marry him, Michele said yes, I was best man at the wedding and Michele’s friend stood up alongside me as Matron of Honor.
That’s how I met my future wife, Jennifer, Michele’s best friend.
I am a strong believer that certain events transpire for a reason.
Jim and Michele got married on November 4, 2000. November 4th is Michele’s birthday.
It was because my good friend Jim had the good fortune to meet Michele and the good sense to propose to her that I was able to meet my lovely bride who has made me so very, very happy.
So, to my dear friend Michele Kaluzny, today I say:
And Thank You!
My blog posting, "Internet anonymity as bad as Internet porn" generated a great deal of reaction.
It made me recall an old U.S. News and Report article on civility from the mid-90's that I wrote a piece on when I was doing daily radio commentaries at WTMJ-AM.
The article was timely then and it's timely now.
None at all.
Even so, the Media Research Center in its watchdog role has been able to find numerous examples for the past 20 years.
To mark the MRC’s 20th anniversary, it has compiled its list of the most outrageous examples of media bias.
Watch, enjoy, and keep in mind as you view these clips what the lefties moan and groan and whine all the time: There is no liberal bias in the media.