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Like most of my draft-dodging generation, during the 1960s I heard Walter Cronkite’s authoritative voice more often than I heard the voices of my own parents.
I even ate dinner hundreds of times with the sainted TV journalist who anchored the CBS evening news from 1962 until 1981 and died last week at age 92.
I grew up on a nightly diet of TV news and commentary that was written, produced and spun by “the most trusted man in America” and his gang of liberal CBS reporters and commentators.
I had no choice...
Cronkite and Me
I, like many Americans, grew up believing in Cronkite, since he was the only game in town. As a young boy and even as a young man I always had a feeling of respect and reverence for him UNTIL I realized how we all were hoodwinked by this excessively liberal, passive, naive, and at times idiotic man.
Yes, uncle Wally had many moments of lucidity, however, especially in his twilight years his lame critiques on just about everything were so far left and so pathetically unrealistic that he made me nauseous.
The saddest thing is that when uncle Wally passed away rather than feeling the loss of a respected uncle I actually felt a sigh of...