Catalina High School, Tucson, Arizona, USA
Winter, 2007

It's great to be back.

In May we sold our retail stores in Nevada and in August, 2007 I moved back to Tucson.  I was away for 42 years.

In 1965 I graduated from the U of A. I put myself through school by disc jockeying at KTKT radio. After getting my diploma I decided to start up the ladder to broadcast management and that meant moving to Phoenix and starting in our sister station's sales department. I packed my car and U-Haul trailer with a few sticks of furniture and my new, pregnant wife, and waved goodbye to the Old Pueblo, off to make my fortune in the big city.

After 7 years in Phoenix radio and TV it finally dawned on me that I would just never make it working for somebody else. I guess as an only child I just couldn't stand to have anybody tell me what to do. The politics of corporate advancement were things I just couldn't understand. So, I quit, started the first of a bunch of different businesses, left Phoenix for Nevada in 1993 and....yada, yada, yada, now I'm back.

The wife is gone and the U-Haul trailer turned into a Penske truck, but other than that nothing else has changed.

My Dad still lives here...just a few blocks away. He's 91 and can take care of me in my declining years.

When I left here, Tucson had a population of 200,000. Now it's 800,000. But, it seems the same. Still as charming as it once was. I bet you guys who stayed here don't appreciate what you've got. It takes a few years in Phoenix and Las Vegas (both have turned into mini-Los Angeleses) to REALLLLY love Tucson.

It almost feels like I never even left.  I have coffee once a week with my old KGUN-TV boss Larry Schnebly and a group of other old geezers from the media-past. Jack Parris, Bob Lee, Art Waller, Jake Crellin, Jim Arnold, Jack Jacobson (remember Dr. Scar?).  Burt Schneider and I are still buddies and have frequent discussions eschewing the state of broadcasting.  I still see Frank and George Kalil.  I took my dad to a U of A basketball game and I saw some familiar faces: Nate Foster, Jim Sakrison, Pete Hand, and Mike Nagle. 

And, there are a zillion connections. Serving dinner at Christmas to the homeless at the Salvation Army, I discovered that a fellow server was Cathy Burneo's sister Marilyn.  Bert Roberts called me up to just say hi the other day. I could go on and on.

It's just great to be back home.

I live in the Oro Valley area, but I am always up for a cup of Starbucks anywhere in town.  Give me a call: (520) 797-2405.

Ray LIndstrom
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