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Foxes in the Congressional Henhouse

Posted September 10, 2014 By Triad Today

Eric Cantor, a fox in the henhouse
Back in 1831, North Carolina Congressman Robert Potter castrated two men whom he suspected of sleeping with his wife. His colleagues in the House took no action against him. Later, when serving in the State General Assembly, Potter was caught cheating at cards, and was immediately expelled from the chamber. The moral of the story is that it’s OK to cut from the bottom of a dick, so long as you don’t cut from the bottom of a deck. Clearly, legislators just don’t have their priorities straight.

Then as now, Congress is still ethically challenged. Today it nurtures and condones a revolving door system for its retiring members, which allows them to go to work for industries whom they have previously championed, or for whom they intend to obtain access, or both. The most recent example of this is Republican Congressman Eric Cantor from Virginia. The powerful House Majority Leader had built a substantial power base during his 13 years in Washington, where he was an advocate for big business. Last week he accepted a job with investment bank Moelis & Co., who is paying him a $1.4 million dollar signing bonus, and a $2 million dollar annual salary.

Upon hearing of Cantor’s windfall, Democrat Senator Elizabeth Warren implied to Katie Couric that Cantor will be selling access to his former colleagues “who are still writing policy, and who are still making laws.”

Such criticism is not particularly new. ThinkProgress.org reminds us that former Reagan OMB Director David Stockman once described Cantor as a “Bag man for Wall Street.” Stockman was referring to Cantor’s support for TARP, and his opposition to the Dodd-Frank Wall Street Reform and Consumer Protection Act. It’s no wonder that Cantor’s Tea Party opponent used the Bag Man tag to defeat the incumbent in a recent primary election. According to ThinkProgress.org, David Brat said, “All of the investment bankers in New York and D.C., they should have gone to jail, but instead went on Eric’s rolodex and sent him big checks.”

Cantor’s primary defeat was unexpected, especially since that same investment banking industry had lined his campaign coffers with nearly $8 million over the past few years. But while Virginia voters finally got wise to Cantor’s antics, Congress itself continues to turn a blind eye to the practice of revolving door power brokering. In recent years, Senate Banking Chairman Phil Gramm took a job with UBS. House banking subcommittee chairman Rick Lazzio went on JP Morgan Chase’s payroll, and former Representative Larry LaRocco became a lobbyist for the American Bankers Association. In fact, today, 50% of all retiring Congressmen now go on to become lobbyists. That compares with just 3% in 1974.

To be fair, such influence peddling hasn’t been limited to Congressmen. Revolving door politics has also been a problem in the West Wing. That’s why on his first day in office, Bill Clinton signed an executive order that barred retiring senior staffers from lobbying their former colleagues for five years. However, in the last few days of his second term, Mr. Clinton revoked his own order so that his outgoing staff could transition into the private sector without delay. History repeated itself nine years later when President Obama had his staff and appointees sign an Ethics Pledge. But the terms of Obama’s pledge had loopholes big enough to drive a truck through, including a provision by which the director of the OMB could issue waivers to certain White House insiders.

That brings us back to the Legislative Branch and people like Eric Cantor who are supposed to serve the public, but end up mainly serving themselves. Under current federal law, Senators are barred from lobbying Congress for two years after leaving their post, and House members are barred for one year. But here’s the rub. Folks like Cantor can leave office and immediately go to work for one of his pet companies without breaking the law. That’s because he can “advise” his new employer on how to navigate the halls of Congress without directly lobbying former members himself, who, by the way, he’s free to meet with socially, wink-wink. But Cantor isn’t necessarily even being paid to help Moelis in the future. As The Daily Show’s Jon Stewart pointed out, the millions Cantor is reaping from Moelis is just compensation for services already rendered. Stewart is right on target. If nothing else, Cantor is being richly rewarded for protecting the interests of the investment banking industry while serving in Congress.

Republican Rep. Michael Bennet and Democratic Senator Jon Tester would like to see retiring members of Congress barred from any kind of lobbying for life, but their attempts have fallen on deaf ears, and will continue to do so, at least until we can send enough fresh faces to Washington who aren’t interested in lining their pockets. Once that happens, then we might see some viable ethics reform enacted. My suggestion is to tie the length of a lobbying ban to the actual number of years served in Congress. For example, if a one term representative leaves office, he could go to work anywhere he wishes after two years. But if that same official remained in Congress for 10 years, then his ban would last for a decade. In Washington, power and influence only come with time served, so my plan would render powerful incumbents virtually powerless to influence policy upon their retirement.

In the meantime, we need to keep pushing for term limits and vote out as many incumbents as possible. Otherwise we’ll be stuck with elected officials who look the other way while they and their contributors (and future employers) screw the American public. It makes you mad enough to want to castrate those corrupt officials. Where’s Robert Potter when you need him?


Mayberry and Ferguson

Posted September 3, 2014 By Triad Today

Andy Griffith knows a gun brings fear, not respect
On August 9, Ferguson Missouri police officer Darren Wilson shot and killed Michael Brown, an unarmed 18-year-old black man. Initial reports indicate that Brown had his hands up in the air when Wilson fired multiple times. The Brown family lawyer proclaimed that Wilson was guilty of murder. Riots ensued, and SWAT teams and national guard were called in to restore order using military equipment and weaponry. The riots have since ended, but there’s still unrest, distrust, and anger simmering in the St. Louis suburb. And why not? After all, Ferguson was a public safety disaster waiting to happen. The population of Ferguson is 63% African American, yet the police force is 94% white.

It is amazing to me that in America you are guaranteed a jury of your peers, yet we can’t guarantee policing by your peers. This is something that Attorney General Eric Holder should try and rectify as a violation of basic civil rights. I also think that police officers should live where they work. Anyway, that’s my input, and while it would take time to implement those proposals, at least they’re viable. That’s in contrast to the irresponsible and bone-headed input by some in the news media over the past few weeks.

The FOX news team, of course, was quick to paint Wilson as the victim and Brown as the criminal. But my favorite skewed coverage was on CNN. Commenting on the Ferguson riots and police use of tear gas to disperse crowds, CNN anchor Rosemary Church suggested, “Why not use water cannons? At least it’s not something that is going to have the same kind of effect.” Typical of today’s beauty queen news anchors, Ms. Church made the mistake of opening her mouth and showing us how little she knows. She also demonstrated a thorough lack of historical perspective and sensitivity. Those of us who came of age in the early 1960’s remember all too well the disturbing images of southern cops blasting innocent black citizens with water cannons. It was inexcusable behavior by racists parading as public servants. So thanks for your suggestion Ms. Church—you freaking idiot.

Meanwhile, not all insensitive coverage was initiated by the electronic media.

Syndicated cartoonist Taylor Jones amplified the 1960’s water cannon era by portraying a Ferguson storm trooper as Barney Fife. In the foreground of the cartoon is a black man with raised hands while Fife, armed with an assault rifle and pointing a semi automatic pistol at the man, says, “We’ve got to nip it in the bud!” For me, Jones’ illustration and political commentary was the last straw in the media frenzy about Michael Brown’s killing, and for two reasons.

For many years now I have grown increasingly embarrassed to tell people that I work in television because increasingly, local and network news operations have filled their ranks with airheads whose main qualification is that they are young and attractive. Ironically, though, when attempting to ad lib, what they say is often very unattractive. The killing of an unarmed black youth by a white man in authority is becoming an all-too familiar occurrence in this country, and any news person who fails to grasp the significance of that racial divide is not fit to wear a microphone.

The other reason I reached my boiling point last month is because a tragedy born out of prejudice is never well served by satire born out of prejudice. Jones’ cartoon wasn’t funny because his metaphor wasn’t appropriate, and smacked of prejudice against the South. If ever there was a kind and gentle law enforcement officer, it was the fictional Barney Fife, loyal deputy on “The Andy Griffith Show”. To portray Fife as a violent, racist cop even in jest is a misrepresentation of the character Don Knotts created, and an insult to the millions of white people in the South who live with and respect people of color.

To be fair, Jones isn’t the first media professional to pick on Mayberry. Two years ago producers of the prime time EMMY awards show presented a parody of “The Andy Griffith Show” in which Andy and Barney were portrayed by characters from “Breaking Bad”. The segment ended with Bryan Cranston (“Andy”) and Aaron Paul (“Opie”) murdering Barney.

For some big-city media types, it is stylish to make fun of the South, and when based on facts, those parodies can be helpful. But no TV anchor, pundit or cartoonist has the right to indict all southern towns for something vile that takes place in a single locality. Barney Fife is nothing like Darren Wilson. For proof, just heed Fife’s own words; “It’s a wise man who knows it’s illegal to take the law into his own hands.” Barney also said, “I’m a student of humanity. I guess that’s the difference between a sharply honed lawman, and a jerk wearing a badge.” And once when Barney was swearing in extra deputies, he told them, “That badge means something. Don’t any of you disgrace it.” I believe that the majority of police officers and deputies in the South feel the same way as Barney, and that’s something of which we southerners can be proud.

Later this month, the town of Mount Airy will host its annual “Mayberry Days” event, where visitors can celebrate what’s good about small town America. There will be plenty of good food, good music, and good conversation. And yes, there will be plenty of good cops around to keep an eye on things. There’s no doubt that the Ferguson police force needs swift reform, but not all small towns are full of racists. Anyone who seeks to lump us all together should just nip it right now


Ed Nelson (1928-2014): Hollywood's Tireless Craftsman

Posted August 27, 2014 By Triad Today

Ed Nelson with Jim Longworth
In the movie Tootsie, Dustin Hoffman played a struggling actor and drama coach who told his students, “You’re an actor. There’s no excuse for not working.” That fictional admonishment was a real-life mantra for actor Ed Nelson, who passed away at his home in Guilford County on August 9, at the age of 85. He is survived by Patsy, his wife of 64 years, four daughters, two sons, 14 grandchildren, and 10 great-grandchildren.

Ed Nelson was always working, and was the busiest actor I’ve ever known. He appeared in hundreds of stage plays, and over 140 television series, including a starring turn in the long-running ABC drama, Peyton Place. He also acted in over 50 films, the last of which was Runaway Jury in 2003, starring, appropriately, Dustin Hoffman.

Ed was born in New Orleans, but his family soon moved to North Carolina where his father worked as a contractor at Camp Lejeune. Early on, Ed frequently found himself getting into mischief. During a 2010 interview on my Triad Today TV show, Ed told me, “I was not the ideal student. I mean, my mother came to school more than I did.” (laughs).

Ed also told me about his high school days.

ED: I was raised on the coast of Carolina. I went half a year to Jacksonville High School and half a year at Swansboro until they opened a school on the base, and that was Camp Lejeune High School.

It was there that young Ed developed a strong work ethic.

ED: Even though my father was not in the Marine Corps, he was one of the construction people that helped build the base. He was a steam fitter, and I was his helper during the summers.

Ed also applied that work ethic to a variety of sports.

ED: If you could walk, you were a four-letter man in sports (laughs). So I played them all.

Regardless of Ed’s desire to succeed in athletics, his football team often came up short.

ED: We lost every football game except one. We beat New Hanover High in Wilmington. We beat them one night in a driving rain storm with about four inches of water on the field.

JL: And those folks from Wilmington still hate you to this day.

ED: They do (laughs).

After school, Ed pulled a stint in the Navy, then went on to attend Tulane University where he hoped to study law. But his focus changed when he was smitten by his future wife Patsy, and by his new mistress, acting. He later went to New York City to study television production, and that led him back to New Orleans, and a job as assistant director at WDSU-TV.

As fate would have it, famed B-movie director Roger Corman came to New Orleans to shoot Swamp Women, and Ed found himself working for Corman both behind the scenes and in front of the camera.

By 1960 Ed was fast becoming a fixture in prime time, appearing as a guest star on a myriad of TV shows, including Rawhide, starring a young Clint Eastwood. Upon hearing of Ed’s passing, Clint emailed me the following statement: “I knew Ed in the Rawhide days, and saw him briefly throughout the years since. He was a terrific guy.”

Ed was proving to be a talented, reliable character actor, and was working regularly in Hollywood when he was offered what was to become his signature role of Dr. Michael Rossi in ABC’s Peyton Place.

ED: I had been under contract to Universal for three years, and they wanted me to re-sign. My agent called and said he didn’t want me to re-sign. I said, “Wait a minute. I’m getting a check every week, and I’m working with all these great stars. What’s the show you have for me?” And he said, “It’s a big show over at 20th Century Fox called Peyton Place and they want you”. Then he asked me what I wanted. “Give me a parking spot on the lot with my name on it.”

Ed got his parking space, and more.

Peyton Place was an immediate hit, airing twice a week at first, then three times a week by the second season. The show was TV’s first prime time soap opera (though Ed hated that term), and the forerunner of Dallas, Dynasty, and all other dramas with continuing story lines.

One of Ed’s co-stars on Peyton Place was newcomer Ryan O’Neal, who was saddened by the loss of his friend. In an email to me last week, Ryan wrote, “Ed Nelson was a man amongst men. He will be sorely missed by us all.”

Peyton Place left the air in 1969, but Ed never wanted for work, and continued to stay busy on stage, in films and on television, including five appearances on
Murder She Wrote. My friend Angela Lansbury told me, “Ed Nelson was always a huge addition to the cast of Murder She Wrote on so many occasions. He will be sadly missed by me and his many friends in our industry.”

Another of Ed’s friends was Ed Asner, with whom he served on the Board of the Screen Actors Guild. Nelson was a staunch conservative, and Asner was the polar opposite. Nevertheless, the two Eds found common ground. Asner told me, “I found Ed to be a hard working actor for the union. I appreciate his efforts on behalf of the union, and even though we might have differed occasionally on some politics, I liked him. He was a good man.”

Ed and Patsy had planned to retire to their beloved New Orleans, but hurricane Katrina destroyed their home, so they relocated back to Ed’s adopted state of North Carolina, and settled in Guilford County near their daughter Beth, who lives in Oak Ridge.

In 2008, Ed and his friend Dr. Alvin Cotlar collaborated on Nelson’s biography, titled, Beyond Peyton Place.

Meanwhile 20th Century Fox released the first two seasons of Peyton Place on DVD. Ed was never more popular, and, well into his eighties, he was still in demand at nostalgia shows around the country, including the Western Film Fair in Winston-Salem.

My fondest memory of Ed was one afternoon in the TV station parking lot after we had taped a segment for Triad Today. Ed knew television inside and out, and we shared some common experiences. We had both started out working behind the camera, and while I never went into acting (a real break for the public), both of us enjoyed interviewing people. In fact Ed once hosted his own morning talk show for ABC. But no matter what Ed did, he did it well. I told him that I always looked forward to his guest starring roles because he made every scene he was in work better. I asked him about his success as an actor.

ED: When I first started in theatre in New Orleans, a film director told me “Just let yourself go.” Of course, you can’t let your physical body go.

JL: I have.

ED: (laughs)

Speaking of physical strength, Ed had that in spades. After we concluded our parking lot summit, he slapped me on the shoulder out of friendship. The only thing is, his slap knocked me off balance, and I outweighed the man by a good 70 pounds. Ed also had strength of character, and a work ethic that would put a beaver to shame. During our last interview, I asked him if he had ever turned down a role that he wished he hadn’t.

ED: I never turned anything down. My agent complained that I worked too much, and should have held out for the great roles. But I love to work. It was a relief to me, and God knows what I would have been if I hadn’t been an actor. I enjoyed it so much, and I worked at it very hard. I Ioved it.

Ed Nelson was a well respected, dedicated actor, and as far as he was concerned, there was just no excuse for not working. Those of us who saw him act were fortunate he felt that way.

(Ed’s funeral service will be held at 10:00am Saturday, August 30, at St. Pius X Catholic Church in Greensboro, NC)


Commentaries and Random Thoughts

Posted August 20, 2014 By Triad Today

Human Ken and Barbie
Each week I use the last few moments of my “Triad Today” television show to comment on weird and wacky stories in the news. Here are some of the weirdest and wackiest from the past six months.

JURY GONE TO THE DOGS

Last week a New Jersey clerk of court mistakenly summoned a German Shepherd for jury duty. When the judge asked if any of the jurors needed to recuse themselves due to a conflict of interest, the German Shepherd said, “Yes, I have a cousin who works in the police department.”

HIGH TEST TASTE TEST

A London man has been arrested again for buying gasoline, then drinking it. Authorities had banned the gas-guzzler from local petrol stations, but he just couldn’t stay away. Why the addiction to gasoline? “It keeps him Regular,” said his wife Ethyl.

GRAIN FED GIRL

Last week a 120 pound woman from Nebraska set a world’s record by eating a 72 ounce steak in just three minutes. Asked if she thought her feat was rare, the woman replied, “No, it was well done.”

Meanwhile, KitchenDaily.com reports that Dan Janssen has been eating pizza every single day for the past 25 years. Mr. Janssen’s favorite toppings are pepperoni, mushrooms, and Rolaids.

FERRIS WHEEL WOMAN

Last month a Florida woman renewed her marriage vows to a Ferris wheel.

She also claims to have had sex with a train. The woman suffers from a rare disorder that causes people to fall in love with a lifeless object. “Yeah, I’m down with that,” said Kanye West.

LAVATORY SEX

Last week a 20 year old woman was arrested aboard a flight bound for Las Vegas because she and a man were having loud sex in the airplane lavatory. It’s no surprise that she was arrested. After all, the plane belonged to Virgin Air.

METER MADE

Last month an Illinois couple got into a cab, had sex in the back seat, then said they didn’t have enough money to pay the $83 fare. Said the man to the cabbie, “Sorry, I guess I came up short.” To which the woman replied, “You don’t know the half of it.”

KEN AND BARBIE BODIES

You’ve all heard about people who have surgery to make themselves look like Ken and Barbie. Well, last week the human Ken said he didn’t like the human Barbie because she’s lacking in certain areas. Said Barbie to Ken, “Men in glass houses shouldn’t throw missing stones.”

ON-LINE DATING

New research indicates that more and more people are meeting through on-line dating services. And some of those services are kind of weird. My favorite is www.singleswithfoodallergies.com. It’s the site that matches up people with peanuts envy.

Meanwhile, there’s a matchmaking site called AmishDating.com whose home page features a photo of a woman hugging a raccoon. Those Amish women love anything with facial hair.

VANISHING ACT

Researchers at Duke University have designed a building that is cloaked and appears to vanish. Actually that’s nothing new. Duke’s been making parents’ money disappear for years.

SOARING LIKE THE BIRD

By now you’ve heard of the California couple that loved the movie “Up” so much that they painted their house to look just like the one in which old Carl lived. The problem is that neighbors complained, saying the “Up” house is an eyesore, to which the couple responded, “Hey, we upped ours, so up yours.”

BEER ON ICE

Hockey fans in Idaho are suing Century Link arena for putting less beer in larger cups, and then charging three dollars more for them. This just proves that athletic supporters are sensitive about their cup size.

POOPER SHOOTER

A Kentucky man recently carried a loaded handgun into a restroom stall, and the pistol accidentally fell to the floor and shot him in the leg while he was seated on the toilet. The moral of this story is “Never carry a gun when your weapon is exposed.”


Fifteen Percent Prayer and Other Bad Ideas

Posted August 13, 2014 By Triad Today

Prayer in restaurants
Here in North Carolina we have much to be proud of. There’s Dr. Anthony Atala and the groundbreaking work he’s doing under the auspices of Wake Forest University in the field of regenerative medicine. We also have an indispensable sickle cell center in Greensboro. We are a leader in the Arts, as well as in arts education. We have a state-of- the-art zoo in Asheboro, a beautiful botanical garden in Kernersville, and four world class aquariums along our coast. Speaking of which, very few states can boast of having majestic mountain ranges and expansive beaches in such close proximity. North Carolina also has some of the finest, most hospitable and generous folks you’d ever want to meet.

Having said that, we also have our share of homophobes, wackos, misguided politicians and others who intentionally or unintentionally manage to discriminate against and disenfranchise one population or another. What’s worse, their antics always seem to make national news, which, in turn, only serves to validate the stereotypical image that outsiders have of us.

For example, our General Assembly set civil rights back on its heels recently by passing a voter ID law, and with it, a number of voter suppression elements, including limiting the number of days and sites for early voting, and ending same day registration, as well as straight party ticket voting.

Meanwhile, our mostly white male lawmakers decided to play God with women’s reproductive rights, and by hiding the legislation in a motorcycle safety bill, were successful in affecting what could be the eventual closing of nearly every abortion clinic in the State.

Those same men also initiated a ban on gay marriage, allowed people to carry guns into bars and onto playgrounds, treated teachers like enemy combatants, and did away with tax incentives for film companies.

Our compassionate legislators also repealed the Racial Justice Act, established new conditions for receiving unemployment pay (which will now be substantially lower), and required anyone receiving welfare to undergo a drug test.

And while government officials like to brag about how livable our cities are, and politicians always manage to find money for pet projects, childhood hunger is at an all-time high, and that’s about the worst kind of discrimination there is.

It’s no wonder that The New York Times and other media outlets think of us as a bad joke. But wait. There’s more. Earlier this month, the owner of a Winston-Salem diner confirmed that she was offering a 15 percent discount on all meals for anyone who prayed before eating. Mary Haglund is probably a very nice person, but she’s also part of a growing population of folks who probably don’t think before they act, and who don’t grasp the potential effects and backlash that can result from discriminatory actions. Ms. Haglund told the Winston-Salem Journal that the prayer discount is not a policy, but rather a “gift” that she allows her servers to extend to patrons who “pray in public.” But some gifts are better given in private.

The discount stunt garnered negative response from around the country, including from one blogger who wrote, “This is not just a random gift. This is a tax that you impose on people who don’t pray to your God.” Still other complaints came from organizations like the Wisconsin-based Freedom From Religion Foundation (FFRF), who, according to the Journal’s Wesley Young, accused Haglund “of violating the law by denying customers who do not pray and non believers, the right to full and equal enjoyment of Mary’s Gourmet Diner.”

To her credit, Ms. Haglund has stated that she was not promoting one religion over another, and I believe she meant no offense to anyone. But regardless of how she spins this yarn, Mary Haglund opened up a can of worms that once again made North Carolinians look a little skewed to the rest of the world. Yes I realize that her gesture was born out of kindness, but it still smacks of exclusionary prejudice that begs the question, what’s next? Separate bathrooms and water fountains for non- Christians?

Perhaps if more people took time to pray about their decisions, there wouldn’t be so much discrimination in our State, and yet that’s the ironic thing about Mary Haglund’s good hearted, but wrongheaded gesture. While it’s true there’s no discounting the power of prayer, it’s also true that prayer shouldn’t be discounted. Not even 15 percent.

(Editor’s note: The day this column was filed, Ms. Haglund rescinded her discount prayer policy, fearing legal action by the Freedom From Religion Foundation)


S.O.L. with ADT

Posted August 6, 2014 By Triad Today

ADT sign on fire
Over the past five decades, I have made it a practice not to use my television talk shows or columns as a forum for airing personal problems and complaints. I do, however, believe that it’s possible for some universal good to result from exposing certain kinds of individual tribulations. My experience with ADT is just such a case.

ADT is a leader in home security systems, which is evident by the fact that they seem to have more yard signs posted than a campaigning politician (excuse the metaphorical redundancy). Bigger is better, or so I thought eleven years ago when I signed with ADT. In any event, I made it clear then to the ADT rep that my primary concern was fire protection which he, and the subsequent installer assured me would be taken care of. If a fire broke out, the smoke would trigger our ADT detectors, which would sound a shrill alarm to alert any inhabitants, and send an immediate call to the nearest fire station. My wife Pam and I have enjoyed peace of mind ever since, that is, until late last month, when we discovered that what we had actually enjoyed was a false sense of security.

On the morning of July 16, Pam was broiling a few slices of bacon, when all of a sudden she smelled and saw smoke billowing from our new oven. A huge blaze developed (which we later learned was probably caused by some sort of short in the oven element) and the ADT smoke detector sounded off immediately – just as the sales rep had promised a decade ago. As I went to fetch our fire extinguisher, I asked Pam to call 911. I was sure that ADT had alerted the fire department, but I was just acting on instinct, and instinct tells you to call 911 in these kinds of situations. About 5 minutes later, a half dozen fire trucks arrived. By then I had managed to put out the flames, nevertheless, Captain Chris Pope had his men make a thorough inspection of the premises, then bring in huge fans to blow the smoke out of our house, which looked like a scene out of the movie Backdraft.

I can’t say enough good things about the Kernersville Fire Department. They arrived in a timely fashion, and were thoroughly professional and proficient. At the time, I was also having similar thoughts about the folks at ADT. After all, it was their monitoring that brought the firefighters to our aid. Our security system had worked. There was no real damage to the house, everyone emerged unscathed (except for the ends of my hair which were singed by the oven flames), and the money I had paid to ADT for the past eleven years was money well spent. Or so I thought.

Several days later when the dust had settled, it occurred to me that no one from ADT had ever called the house to see how we were, either during the fire or afterward. I had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The thought occurred to me that KFD responded solely because of Pam’s 911 call, and not to any alert from ADT. I subsequently called and spoke at length with KFD Captain Bowman and asked him to retrieve any and all logs and computer read-outs from the morning of July 16. His findings were conclusive: ADT never monitored the smoke detector alarm, and never called anyone to summon help. I spent the next day speaking with several ADT representatives, each of whom confirmed what Captain Bowman had told me. Said one rep, “I’m not seeing anything from July 16 for a fire”. Suddenly that sick feeling I had earlier just got worse. I realized that if ADT had failed to respond a few days ago, then chances are they would have failed to respond on any other day since our service began.

I naively believed that ADT would issue a sincere apology and offer to refund every cent I had paid them for the past eleven years. That didn’t happen. And so I cancelled my “service” with ADT, and called Caudill’s Security, a local, second-generation company with a stellar reputation. They had a new security system installed in less than 24 hours, and their technicians gave me their mobile phone numbers in case we ever had concerns or questions, day or night.

Meanwhile, I went online to research ADT, and read of numerous instances in which other people had similar experiences to ours.

I also read through ADT’s website which states, “In your home, anything less than continuous and accurate fire and smoke monitoring is unacceptable”. I almost choked when reading those words. Or maybe I was still choking from the smoke that ADT didn’t report.

So what lessons have I learned from this harrowing experience which I can pass along to others? First of all, make sure you have a working fire extinguisher located on every floor of your house, and check them periodically to verify if they’re full. Also, make sure every member of your family knows how to use the extinguisher. The second lesson is don’t sign up with ADT, and, if you already have, cancel your service, and hire a reputable, locally owned company.

By the way, ADT’s slogan is, “Get security you can count on every day of the year”. I guess July 16 just wasn’t their day.


Rockets’ Red Glare, Bombs Bursting in Air

Posted July 30, 2014 By Triad Today

Fireworks hurting a kid's ears
Earlier this month we celebrated our 238th anniversary of independence from Great Britain. Nearly two months before that, we celebrated Memorial Day, where we honored men and women who had made the ultimate sacrifice. I’m as patriotic as the next guy, but over the years I have come to dread these and other holidays, and I can explain my disdain in one word: Fireworks.

Despite what we see in old movies, war is not glamorous. It is not glorious, and it is almost never necessary. And so there’s a morbid kind of irony about the fact that we honor those who died in war, by firing off a barrage of mortars and rockets designed to recreate the violent sounds of war.

In my neck of the woods, fireworks are shot off by neighbors in their back yards, and by so-called professionals who are hired by the city to punctuate community gatherings. During our most recent Independence Day fete, the combination of private and municipal rocket fire caused the windows of our house to vibrate so severely that they nearly shattered. Moreover, the constant barrage of scud-like missile activity also caused our rescue dogs to shake uncontrollably, and become so upset that they suffered with GI difficulties for two weeks. Meanwhile, the noise disrupted bed rest at area nursing homes and retirement complexes, and wildlife fled from their limited wooded habitats, and ran nervously into on-going traffic, where at least one deer met his doom. These are all too common scenarios across the country, and are of particular interest to Chapel Hill-based Noise Free America.

NFA acts as a clearinghouse for noise complaints, and as an advocate for a ban on fireworks altogether. In a recent email exchange with NFA Director Ted Rueter, I learned that noise wasn’t the only problem resulting from our latest Independence Day fireworks displays. Serious injuries and deaths also occurred. Those included three 4 year olds and an infant who died in a Philadelphia row house fire, which had started when a firecracker was thrown onto a couch on their front porch. The fire also spread to several other row houses. And then there was the man from Michigan who lit some fireworks which then flew back into his chest, killing him. Ted also mentioned another man who blew his arm off while using fireworks. Meanwhile, KIRO-TV in Seattle reported that in just a few short hours, one local hospital treated 35 people with fireworks-related injuries. Said Rueter, “This past 4th of July turned out to be a deadly and very disruptive holiday”.

Unfortunately, fireworks related tragedies are not a recent phenomena. The National Fire Protection Association reports that in 2011, nearly 18,000 fires were caused by fireworks. Those included 1,200 total structure fires, 400 vehicle fires, and 16,000 other fires. That year, fireworks caused over $32 million dollars in property damage, and at least eight people died. Not surprisingly, more fires are reported on the 4th of July than on any other day of the year, and fireworks account for two out of every five of those fires.

In 2012, hospital emergency departments treated nearly 9,000 people for fireworks related injuries, including 31% which were head injuries. Those most likely to be killed or injured by fireworks are young people age 15 to 24.

And, as if we didn’t have enough to worry about, now there’s a new kind of danger involving fireworks. Forbes and other news outlets report a rise in people flying their drones in the airspace just above fireworks displays. When rockets collide with drones, the latter can cause the former to detonate off target, and can force hazardous debris down onto unsuspecting spectators.

In addition to producing noise and causing fires and injuries, fireworks are also increasingly causing environmental damage. Studies by the EPA show that chemical residue from fireworks is polluting lakes, ponds, and even contaminating ground water. That, in turn, negatively impacts on the health of humans and wildlife alike.

Some states have enacted laws which restrict use and composition of fireworks. In California, for example, fireworks devices cannot leave the ground. In North Carolina, the amount of black powder charge in fireworks is limited to 200 grams. Meanwhile, New York, New Jersey, and Delaware have banned all consumer fireworks. But those bans don’t go far enough, because they do nothing to restrict commercial use of fireworks. Yes, I’ve heard the argument that “professionals” know how to handle fireworks, and most of them do. But that’s not the point.

According to Science Daily, the South Coast Air Quality Management agency solicited testimony which showed that chemicals from nightly fireworks displays at Disneyland, had polluted underground water to the extent that six local wells adjacent to the park had to be shut down, and residents forced to drink bottled water. Science Daily also reported that children with asthma had more frequent attacks because of smoke generated from Disney’s fireworks displays.

I doubt anyone is more competent with recreational explosives than the pyrotechnic wizards who set off fireworks at Disneyland, Disney World, and other parks across the nation. But that doesn’t rectify or prevent noise, air, and water pollution. That’s why commercial as well as consumer fireworks displays should be banned in every state, with the caveat that localities can issue special permits for venues that aren’t near a residential area, don’t border on a body of water, and where technicians use non hazardous materials.

The fact is there’s nothing particularly patriotic or even appropriate about shooting off fireworks in celebration of Independence Day, Veterans Day, or Memorial Day. Surely we don’t need to be bombarded with the sounds of war when pausing to recognize our freedoms or our veterans. A simple parade, display of American flags, a brass band, and some small sparklers are more than adequate to present a safer, quieter commemoration. I just can’t imagine that anyone who died in battle would feel good about the injury, death, and damage caused by fireworks on his behalf. That kind of senseless loss serves only to dishonor those we seek to honor.


Archie Andrews (1941-2014) R.I.P.

Posted July 23, 2014 By Triad Today

Final issue of Life With Archie
Those of us who have lost a loved one are not prone to mourn mundane things like the cancellation of our favorite TV show, or the playoff loss of our favorite team. Still, any abrupt change to the underpinnings of our little corner of the universe can serve to exacerbate our sensitivity over real life losses. For example, the death of my Mom came on the heels of the razing of my elementary school which used to stand just up the street from our old house. Taken separately, the building demolition would have seemed unimportant, but taken in tandem with my mother’s passing, it took on a different significance. The fact is we become easily attached to and sentimental over inanimate objects because they represent direct or collateral symbols of order and stability in our lives. And that brings me to comic books, and to the characters who appear in them.

For many of us, comic books were the first thing we read on our own for pleasure. They are something WE selected, something we purchased with our own money. Thus, those comics became part of the fabric of our childhood. The guys in my old neighborhood played sports together, fought together, played army together, and every Thursday, we rode our bikes down to Andrews Pharmacy and bought comic books together. Each of us had our favorites. One guy was all about Superman, another loved the Avengers. I collected The Flash for pure escapism, Dennis the Menace because he was my alter ego, and Archie, because I wanted to know what high school kids were like, and to see if Betty and Veronica would ever have a wardrobe malfunction.

Archie and his pals took me to Christmas parties, proms, ball games, and even to the 1964 World’s Fair. Archie comics were my pop culture preparatory school, and even as I got older, I loved the fact that Archie never aged. His creators, Vic Bloom and Bob Montana, knew that the key to a successful comic book character was to make him endearing and enduring, by having him reside in a kind of Neverland where he couldn’t grow old or die. Apparently the current publisher and co-CEO of Archie comics, Jon Goldwater, didn’t get the memo on that template, because for the past several years, he has turned Riverdale into a socio political laboratory of the worst kind.

Not only did Goldwater allow Archie and company to mature, he even let some of them get married. That includes a storyline where Archie tied the knot, and another where his gay pal Kevin entered into an interracial, homosexual union. Hey, I’m all for marriage of any kind, but not in high school, and that’s where all these folks should have been, not out in the real world being politically correct. OK, so Mr. Goldwater damaged the franchise by letting everyone get older, but last week he went too far, and allowed Archie to be killed off.

It seems that Kevin, a newly elected Senator, was crusading against gun violence when an assassin took a shot at him. Archie stepped into the path of the bullet, and the next thing we see is Betty and Veronica kneeling over Archie’s blood-soaked body in an eerie recreation of the RFK assassination. Goldwater tried to rationalize his idiotic decision in a public statement:

“The way in which Archie dies is everything you would expect of Archie. He dies heroically. He dies selflessly. He dies in the manner that epitomizes not only the best of Riverdale, but the best of all of us.”

Pardon me while I heave at that hypocrisy. Goldwater doesn’t care about heroism, he only cares about the immediate bottom line, because sales of his revamped Archie comics have been on the decline. According to the Weekly Standard’s Jonathan Last, the previous issue of “Life With Archie” only sold 2,064 copies. Said Last, “The stunt (Archie’s death) is perfectly in line with a company that’s experiencing massive internal turmoil.”

Perhaps some stunts are harmless, after all, everyone knew that Superman wasn’t really dead when DC Comics killed him off in 1992. But Archie is not a regenerating super hero. He is just flesh and blood (sort of),and now he’s been felled by an assassin’s bullet. And since Archie died fighting for a political issue like restrictions on handguns, cartoonist Rick McKee of the Augusta Chronicle has sarcastically proposed a number of other death scenarios for the Archie gang. McKee predicts that Jughead will die while trying to save a Polar Bear from drowning in a rising sea caused by global warming. He also says Betty will perish in a botched back alley abortion because her boss at Hobby Lobby wouldn’t spring for morning after pills.

If Goldwater had wanted to sell comics with sensationalistic political correctness, he could have simply kept the kids in high school, and let them lobby for or against various causes. There was no need to have Peter Pan grow up and get killed just to enrich pirate Goldwater’s booty.

I am reminded of a line from the film “Brubaker” in which a corrupt vendor tries to bribe the prison warden. When the warden refuses the bribe, the vendor says, “It’s tradition. Don’t f**k with tradition.”

Jon Goldwater f**ked with tradition, and now Archie is dead, and a part of every baby boomer fan has died too. Shame on Goldwater for sullying our childhood memories, and causing an unnecessary death in the family. Shame on him for f**king with tradition.


Brad and Britt On (In) Demand

Posted July 16, 2014 By Triad Today

Brad Krantz and Britt Whitmire
There have been some memorable comedy duos in the history of radio, among them, Burns and Allen, Abbott & Costello, and Bob & Ray. But even those broadcasting giants never attempted to augment their comedy bits with discussions about topical issues.

That’s what makes Brad Krantz and Britt Whitmire so unique. In one breath they can imply that Rush Limbaugh eats spotted owl sandwiches, and in the other, have a serious conversation about immigration. Now they have taken their satirically terrestrial act into cyber space, with a daily podcast, appropriately titled, “The Brad & Britt Show”.

Brad and Britt teamed up ten years ago with a morning show on Curtis Media’s WZTK, FM 101.1. Not only was their mixture of humor and discourse groundbreaking, so was their impact. That’s because WZTK’s signal stretched from Greensboro to Raleigh, which allowed the duo to develop a huge and diverse following in both the Triad and the Triangle markets. Theirs was simply the best radio show I had ever listened to. I laughed at them, and I learned from them.

But after eight successful years, B&B lost their venue when Don Curtis made the most boneheaded move in the history of local radio. He changed WZTK’s format from intelligent talk to salsa music. Meanwhile, just down the road in Charlotte, WBT was growing weary of their Tea Party programming, so they hired the boys to attract an audience that possessed actual grey matter between their ears. Once again Brad & Britt were a success, but, after two years, WBT decided not to renew their contract. Fortunately for their fans, B&B re-surfaced less than a month later with a podcast.

I got to know Brad and Britt from their appearances on my Triad Today TV show, and we’ve kept in touch ever since. Last week we had an extended telephone conversation about their career together and their new show, which after only four days, has placed in the top 200 among thousands of podcasts. Why am I not surprised.

Brad and Britt logo
JL: I know you guys have been together for ten years, but are you actually married to each other?
BW: No, I can do way better than Brad (laughter).
JL: Let’s go back to the WZTK debacle two years ago. Why would Curtis blow up a successful format?
BK: Radio stations and broadcast companies are not operated at the highest level of competency, so sometimes you can be a ratings success and artistic success, and if the ownership doesn’t know how to translate that into sales and financial success, then it really doesn’t matter.
JL: So Curtis didn’t know how to sell and market your unique show?
BW: They never tried.
BK: And still we owned the I-85 corridor with a very diverse audience across both markets. We were more liberal than the right wing sewer that passes for talk radio these days.
JL: Yet you left WZTK and went to work for WBT which wallowed in the right wing sewer.
BW: That’s because WBT pitched this to us as a grand opportunity. They wanted to turn a new page because their listeners were literally dying right before their eyes. They knew they had to try something different.
JL: And by all accounts, you guys delivered, yet they didn’t renew your contracts. Why?
BW: They lost their nerve about two days in, for whatever reason. They never really told us why.
JL: So now you’re podcasting. For those of us who are technology challenged, tell me what podcasting is.
BW: It’s radio without the bullshit (laughter).
BK: POD is an acronym for “programming on demand.”
BW: It’s where the suits don’t get to decide when you get to listen to a show. You can listen to a show whenever you want. Consumers now have unprecedented power to support programming they enjoy.
JL: Is your show live at some point during the day, or is it taped?
BW: It’s recorded, but you can listen anytime, just go to BradandBritt.com.
BK: We’re aiming to have each day’s show up by 3pm every afternoon.

(At this point, Brad and I lost our connection with Britt who returned to the phone after about two minutes.)

BK: What, did you get a better offer?
BW: Yeah, Jennifer Lopez just called me.
JL: How does your show actually become a podcast?
BW: We send the hour show to the Relm Network, then they post it on the website, and to iTunes. And then it propagates out to everybody. If you subscribe to iTunes, you’re automatically ready to rock and roll.
JL: Since your show is taped, you obviously won’t be able to take calls from listeners as you did on your radio show.
BK: Right, but they can communicate with us through our Facebook page.
JL: What about interviews with newsmakers?
BK: We can’t take incoming calls because we’re not live, but we can make outgoing calls and put them on the show. We’re not doing that the first couple of weeks, but we’ll start to integrate them into the show.
JL: And since you’re not on radio now, the FCC has nothing to say about your content, right?
BW: Right. The only trouble we could get in, is if we slander somebody or incite a riot.
JL: How are you doing with attracting sponsors?
BW: We’re already meeting with a number of sponsors.
BK: And we have a namesake for the studio. It’s called the TarheelDentist.com studio, courtesy of Dr. Mark Hyman.
BW: Mark told us, “Whatever you need, I want to support you guys”.
JL: Do you think you would ever go back to radio?
BW: My hope with the podcast, is that we will turn down radio offers because this is going too well. Right now, radio continues to help us out day by day, by getting worse and worse. The funny thing is, radio could be promoting itself and using this podcast technology as a huge weapon, but they don’t. It’s insane.
JL: So all we have to do to listen to you guys 24/7 is to turn on our computer, or iPhone, or connect in the car with blue tooth.
BK: It’s all us, all the time.
JL: One final thing. Are you afraid that some people will get confused and think you’re doing a show on “pot”? (laughter)
BK: Well actually in Colorado they are called “Potcasts”.

And as we all know, potcasts make you hungry. Anyone for spotted owl sandwiches?


The Sterilization Shell Game

Posted July 9, 2014 By Triad Today

Elaine Riddick, eugenics survivor
Sixty-year-old Elaine Riddick told me in an exclusive interview that she had been raped twice in her life. The first rape occurred when she was 13 years old, at the hands of a man who threatened to kill her if she told. The second rape was performed by the State of North Carolina, which sterilized her because the pregnancy that resulted from her assault labeled Elaine a promiscuous, feebleminded drain on society.

When I asked Elaine which was the worse rape, she responded without hesitation, “the second one.”

Since my extended conversation with Elaine several years ago, she and hundreds of other sterilization victims have been raped again, this time by the truly feeble minded, insensitive General Assembly.

Here in North Carolina, state and local agencies performed systematic, sterilizations from 1929 to 1974, with most occurring post-World War II.

When proposals to compensate some 1,800 living victims of forced sterilization first surfaced, advocates kicked around numbers like $100 million dollars. That seemed reasonable. After all, in today’s dollars, the State and various localities spent upwards of $240 million dollars to process and sterilize (or castrate) nearly 8,000 impoverished young people. However, once the recession took its toll on our economy, the General Assembly backed off on reparations all together. By the time financial compensation was revisited, less than 200 victims had come forward. So state lawmakers from both parties agreed that a cap of $10 million dollars was adequate to compensate the entire group of surviving victims for the removal of their reproductive organs. That would equate to an award of roughly $50,000 for each certified victim of forced sterilization.

That paltry monetary offer was an insult to humanity, nevertheless, some sense of closure was finally in sight for victims. Or maybe not. As the deadline for certification approached, another 400 plus victims came forward, and if all of their claims are validated, that means the $10 million dollars would have to be divided among roughly 600 survivors rather than 200. Translation? Elaine and others like her would receive $15,000 instead of $50,000. Raped again.

Legislators knew this might happen when they allocated $10 million dollars to the reparations program, but they didn’t care. The humane action would have been for lawmakers to establish a per person cap (of say, $100,000) rather than a lump sum cap, which could continue to be diluted by an increasing number of new claimants.

The long road to reparations began when Governor Easley issued a hollow apology for the State’s role in forced sterilizations and a racist eugenics policy. Governor Perdue followed that by creating a special commission to identify surviving victims. But both political parties managed to forestall any substantive action, and it became clear that politicians in Raleigh were in no hurry to offer compensation. That’s when Ms. Riddick told me that she believed state lawmakers were “just waiting around for surviving victims to die.” True, some monies have finally been allocated, but the amount per victim is still to be determined, and checks (for whatever amount) won’t be issued for another year. By then, more victims of forced sterilization will have passed away, and our memory of their ordeal, like the cash allocations, will have been further diminished.

Some rapes just never end.


Actresses Lend a Hand(bag) to Help Hospice Kids

Posted July 2, 2014 By Triad Today

Handbags for Hospice
Every two years, something really exciting happens. No, I’m not referring to Congressional elections. I’m talking about an event that actually accomplishes something positive. Yes, it’s time once again for Mountain Valley Hospice & Palliative Care’s biennial “Handbags for Hospice” auction.

This year’s auction, which takes place Friday July 18 at Old North State Winery in Mount Airy, will benefit “KidsPath”, a program that offers support and counseling to young people who have lost a loved one, or who are under hospice care themselves.

And, this year, these special kids have five beautiful celebrities in their corner. Handbags and purses are being donated by Mad Men stars Elisabeth Moss and Jessica Paré, Matlock star Nancy Stafford, Anna Wood from Deception and Reckless, and Lee Meriwether from Barnaby Jones and Batman.

Nancy StaffordI first met Nancy Stafford at the Western Film Fair where she and I spoke about the passing of her Matlock co-star Andy Griffith. Nancy has returned to North Carolina several times since then, including making personal appearances in Mt. Airy. It’s appropriate that she has donated a handbag to this year’s auction, which is being held in Andy’s hometown.

Anna WoodSpeaking of hometowns, Anna Wood was born and reared in Surry County, and her Mom, Mary Beth works at the Woltz Hospice Home. Anna was a big hit in Deception, and can be seen this fall starring in the CBS crime drama, Reckless.

I met the lovely Lee Meriwether back in 2010, when I was moderating a “Salute to TV Crime Fighters” for the Television Academy. I brought Lee up on stage to help honor her friend, Mike Connors who starred in Mannix.Lee Meriwether The former Miss America had played Catwoman to Adam West’s Batman, she was also a scientist in The Time Tunnel, and she portrayed Buddy Ebsen’s daughter-in-law on Barnaby Jones. The year after our Hollywood event, Lee happened to be shooting a movie in Winston-Salem, so she, and my wife Pam and I spent a wonderful evening together. During the course of our dinner conversation, Lee told Pam she needed to buy some underwear, so the next day, the two women went shopping for unmentionables. I was not invited to come along. And what kind of purse has Lee donated to this year’s auction? A leather one, of course. Catwoman wouldn’t have it any other way.

Earlier this year while making preparations for the auction, I called my friend Matt Weiner, the creative genius behind Mad Men.

Elisabeth MossMad Men is set in the 1960’s, so I asked Matt if one of his actresses might consider donating a purse. His reply was immediate. “How soon do you need them?” he said. A few days later, not one, but two purses arrived at my doorstep. One was from Elisabeth Moss, who plays Peggy on Mad Men, and the other came fromJessica Paré Jessica Paré, who plays Jon Hamm’s wife Megan. Even better, the handbags were actually carried by Jessica and Elisabeth in several episodes of the EMMY award winning drama. The episode numbers are tagged on the purses, making them particularly valuable as collectibles.

“I can’t tell you how much it means to have these wonderful women donate handbags to our auction”, said Denise Watson, Executive Director of Mtn. Valley Hospice. “The monies raised will help us continue to operate our KidsPath program, which will mean so much to children and their families”.

This year for the first time, proxy bidding will be allowed during the auction. Anyone wishing to bid on the celebrity purses and many other exciting items, can call Sheila Jones, Director of Marketing and Development, at (336)789-2922. Those who attend the auction in person will be treated to live music from “Rhythm”.

I encourage everyone to bid this year, either in person, or by phone, and help hospice do what they do best, improve quality of life for terminally ill patients and their families.

For more information, visit Mountain Valley Hospice’s website.


Lassie’s “Timmy”, Jon Provost, to Visit Triad

Posted June 25, 2014 By Triad Today

Jon Provost
Jon Provost has acted alongside Hollywood royalty, including Grace Kelly, Bing Crosby, Clint Eastwood, and Robert Redford. But his favorite co-star is more famous than all of those others combined. For five seasons, Jon played TV’s Timmy Martin opposite an iconic collie named Lassie.

Jonathan Bion Provost was born on March 12, 1950 in Los Angeles, and waited all of two years to begin his film career. The fact is, Jon was one of Hollywood’s busiest child actors even before he could memorize lines.

JP: I really have no memory of my first two movies, “So Big” and “The Country Girl”. But after that, especially with “Back From Eternity” when I was about four and a half, from there forward the memories are very vivid. Basically I grew up on a sound stage, so it seemed real comfortable.

But even though young Jon was already a big screen veteran, he had to pass an unusual test to succeed Tommy Rettig as Lassie’s television master.

JP: Before my parents ever signed the contracts, I went and stayed with Lassie and her trainer Rudd Weatherwax on his ranch for three or four days, to see how we got along. Obviously I got ‘2 paws up’ from Lassie (laughs).

Of course, Jon’s co-star’s name wasn’t always Lassie. Originally it was “Baby”.

JP: All of Rudd’s dogs had names before they became Lassie, but once they started working, they were only called Lassie.

And while there was never any question about character names, the famous canine DID suffer from gender confusion, because the very feminine Lassie was always played by a male.

JL: Why didn’t Rudd ever use a female dog for Lassie?

JP: Because males are larger, more colorful, and more heroic looking. But the main reason is because when the female would come into heat, they would lose their coat and wouldn’t work.

JL: I’ve known some actresses like that.

JP: There you go (laughs). But Rudd said, and I always get in trouble for this, but he said the males were smarter, and easier to train than females. I still think it was more the cycle thing.

Throughout Jon’s tenure on “Lassie’, the show consistently captured over 40% of the television audience, and was so popular, that sponsor Campbell’s Soup saw its profits rise by 70%. It’s no wonder then, that in 1964 Campbell’s wanted Jon to renew for another three years. But Jon declined the company’s offer, so the producers said goodbye to the Martin family, and put Lassie in the care of a forest ranger. I asked Jon why he walked away from the money and the spotlight.

JP: I was just tired of being “Timmy”. Tommy Rettig went through the same thing playing “Jeff”. He was tired of doing that part, and I was tired of being “Timmy”. I was 14, and everybody was still looking at me like I was ten years old. I wanted to continue acting. I was also going through puberty, and looking at girls.

JL: But couldn’t Lassie have helped you get girls?

JP: He probably could have (laughs), but it was time to move on.

After his “Lassie” contract ended Jon did continue to act, including a role in 1989’s “The New Lassie”. He also launched a career in real estate, and was active in a number of organizations, including serving 25 years on the Board of Governors of Canine Companions.

JP: The mission of Canine Companions is to supply service dogs to people with disabilities (other than blindness) free of charge. We have five training centers including two in California, one in Ohio, one in New York, and one in Florida. Thus far we have placed close to 4,000 dogs, and it’s not cheap. The cost of supporting a working dog over a lifetime runs about $45,000, and, again, the service doesn’t cost the person a nickel.

No doubt Jon’s time on “Lassie” formed his love for animals, and a commitment to public service, the latter which can be traced back to how Lassie and her pal spent their summer vacations away from the show.

JP: Every year when we were on hiatus, Lassie and I would travel around the country, and Rudd insisted that if there was a children’s hospital in the area, that Lassie and I go visit the kids. This was before they had therapy dogs, and back then, dogs weren’t even allowed inside a hospital. But they would let “Timmy” and Lassie in, because the kids watched our show every Sunday night. Those visits had a really big impact on me. For me, being 9 and 10 years old, seeing kids with polio, or having been burned, or in traction from a car wreck, it had a strong impact. The main thing is what our visit did for them. It let them escape for awhile from the hell they were in.

Today “Lassie” is broadcast in over 50 countries, and Jon still uses his celebrity to support and advance a number of causes, including the fight to prevent and end animal abuse.

JL: Don’t you think punishment for animal abusers is still too lenient?

JP: Definitely. In fact, I think there should be a registry for people who have been convicted of abusing dogs, and who have operated puppy mills. The abuse is horrible, especially if it’s done by a young person. It’s been proven that if a child abuses an animal, they will end up abusing people, so yeah, the laws should be more stringent. 

In 2010, Jon published his autobiography, “Timmy’s in the Well”. The title refers to a cult catch phrase which is based on a myth. Truth is, Lassie never once rescued Timmy from a well.  Nevertheless, the book is chocked full of wonderful stories. It is also co-authored by Jon’s wife Laurie Jacobson, a Hollywood writer who owns “Living Legends Ltd”. Her company represents actors from classic films and TV series, and schedules them for personal appearances, such as Jon’s visit to next month’s Western Film Fair, July 9-12,  in Winston-Salem.

JP: I have a good time at these events because I get to meet people, and I also get to run into other celebrities who I may not have seen for years. I really enjoy it. If it weren’t for your fans, where would you be?