Monday, August 08, 2005
Peter Jennings
My father lived here in the 70's and talked fondly of Walter Cronkite. When I got here, Walter Cronkite was long gone. I sampled Tom, Dan and Peter during my first year splitting my time between the three before I finally chose Peter. There was something about his delivery that was calming and reassuring that I thought the other two lacked. He was smart, suave and polished; nobody would have guessed that he dropped out of high school. Somebody said this morning that his style was conversational. I couldn't agree more. Everytime he came on the tube, I listened, because I thought I'd learn something new. I''ll miss Peter.
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