jACK nELSON of the L.A. times on C-Span and a whose-who in journalism eulogizing him
Tell it like it is.
My brother-in-law worked in the LA Times printing
department most of his life. His parents are both from Castile, Spain.
I'm watching C-Span this afternoon and Doyle McMANUS
is speaking right now.
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Just a few minutes ago it was Mr. Nelson's granddaughter saying a few
words on his behalf at the podium. It's amazing how they call it live
these days even when it is not in real time eg., Jimmy Kimmel live.
Live is not always real time. Though real time is always live.
Tell it like it is.
<DanielAlbertDesfos...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> My brother-in-law worked in the LA Times printing
> department most of his life. His parents are both from Castile, Spain.
> I'm watching C-Span this afternoon and Doyle McMANUS
> Just a few minutes ago it was Mr. Nelson's granddaughter saying a few
> words on his behalf at the podium. It's amazing how they call it live
> these days even when it is not in real time eg., Jimmy Kimmel live.
> Live is not always real time. Though real time is always live.
Former LA Times journalist Jack Nelson dies at 80.
He looked damn good for his age. All the years I watched him on TV I
had no idea he was as elderly as he was. I never understood a word he
ever said, but I'm not a journalist. My father and grandfather worked
in the streotyping department until they got displaced by a computer.
They use to take kids to visit the Union Leader when the newspaper was
downtown. One day I was working in a shoe factory, and a kid who was
also working there for the summer, told me how the streotyping
department operated. They had a hugh pot of molten lead, and that's
how they made the lead plates for the pages of the newspaper, since
lead melts at a very low temperature.
The lead plates weighed 50 lbs. apiece, which means
I can testify my dad was in great shape with a great right-cross, but
I always managed to duck when he was getting wound up .
Tell it like it is.
stereotyping. There...that's what happens these days. No college
professor wants to read anything written in long hand. Many times I
can't read my own handwriting.