Dick Clark was besmirched in "Bowling for Columbine," Michael Moore's, er, opus from a few years ago. Mr. Moore tried to have an impromptu interview with Dick asking why he paid minimum wage to the "Dick Clark Eatery" ( something like that ) staff, who were serving "rich people" and having a hard time making ends meet. Dick doesn't answer the question and zooms off in his limo.
But when I was a kid, Dick was the cat's meow. My sis was on the show when it was broadcast live from Philadelphia, where it originated. Soon thereafter the show moved to-where else-Hollywood.
While looking at youtube videos late last night, I stumbled upon this song from the 4 Seasons. And listened to others by them, as well. "Ronnie" brought back a lot of childhood memories. The ones that I hadn't thought of in many moons.
Perhaps there's a foray there. But because of the hour, it will have to wait.
Once again, parting is such sweet sorrow, v.c.
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