As I kid, Sunday nights were reserved for camping out in front of the television to watch the Wonderful World of Walt Disney, but as I got older, my tastes turned to 60 Minutes. I used to get a kick out of the stopwatch that would start the hour off and return right before a station break.
I made it my goal to beat that clock for a popcorn run or bathroom break. Usually, I got back just in time to watch Mike Wallace start a story that I found fascinating. Wallace, famed for his tough interviews on 60 Minutes, died Saturday, April 7, he was 93.
Like many, I thought he was a great newsman, along with Peter Jennings and Walter Cronkite. Known as the grand inquisitor of the CBS news show he once declared there was "no such thing as an indiscreet question."
I'm not sure anyone has been able to replace these guys on TV now that I think about it. Nope, now we have reality shows that have taken front and center that do nothing more than showcase crass people.
I'll miss Wallace’s style of old news reporting, but I will continue to watch 60 Minutes on Sunday evenings.
Another icon that died unexpectedly on Friday, April 6, was Thomas Kinkade the artist who was best known for his fairytale-ish paintings. His family has said that he died of natural causes. An L.A. Times story says, "Kinkade -- a devout Christian who spoke of God's influence in his life and work -- called himself the "Painter of Light." While often criticized in the art world, his works were beloved by many.
"When he first started out, he sold his paintings at supermarket parking lots in his hometown of Placerville, Calif. He and his wife spent their life savings to start making his prints.
"That move ultimately attracted buyers who paid anywhere from a few hundred dollars for paper prints to $10,000 or more for canvas editions signed and retouched by Kinkade."
Growing up I was surrounded by his works of art that would be showcased in malls and available as posters for those who could not afford the real deal. The paintings seemed be staples in the homes of the senior set as well as hanging in doctors’ offices. While I was never a fan of his type of art, I did respect his talent.
These are both two men who will be missed, each for their own unique talent. One a true newshound, the other an artist with a special gift for capturing his imagination on canvas.