Dave Foulk Internet Flyer

It’s me, twenty years ago this week.

Darker moustache, more hair.  And those
glasses were stylish at the time, but look like
a ‘50 Ford windshield now.

I was a reporter and anchor for WSB Radio and
The Democratic National Party was in
Atlanta for its convention.

This was taken at the WSB Radio area
along “Radio Row” while I was either
waiting on a live report or feeding some
tape back to the station.

Before they came, and after they left, I wore
a stiff starched shirt and a nice tie every day.

Most times, I wore no socks, but I
figured if it was good ’nuff for Grizzard, I
would get fashion slack.

The air was it’s usual blast furnace Georgia
humidity and french-fry lamp sunshine. My
job was mainly to cover street demonstrations
outside the venues and across the town, and
there were plenty of ‘em.

It was the year Bill Clinton got a standing
ovation when he said “in conclusion” at
his speech.

I interviewed lots of important folks.

Rev. Billy Graham walked into my line of
sight at one of the big hotels, and he was
very gracious to spend a few minutes
answering questions.  That beat any
politico I could find, and no other local
folks got him.

My job would be over by three or four
in the afternoon, and the anchors and
talk show guys, and Kerry Browning-
still WSB’s most astute political reporter
would take over.

I would come home with that starched
shirt looking like a slept-in bedsheet at
a five dollar hotel.  Feet hurting, head
sunburned, fuming over who scooped
me or relishing what I had accomplished
that day.

I had the time of my life.

But like most times of one’s life…
I just didn’t realize it at the time