There was a common saying in our local news community for so many years. “If he’s there … it’s news.”
My goodness, Greg, how many news making events did we cover together? From the most boring board meetings imaginable at the solid waste authority to a university president who said things out loud one day we never dreamed we’d hear, much less report … we went through a lot together, my friend.
It was always a peaceful feeling when I arrived at a location to see your trademark scooter outside. You were already inside setting up, seated on the front row as always.
Our public radio station was so lucky to have you. You were a man who knew all the sources, and where all the skeletons were buried. Thank you for the gracious manner in which you helped me in those early years, sharing information and a kind word as you did so often. I can hear you laughing now … one of my favorite laughs on the planet.
I miss you my old friend, and I miss hearing your voice on the radio. You were taken from us much too early.
Your seat mate for many events,