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Every night at 6 pm, religiously, I plopped down in front
the TV set
to listen to the CBS Evening News.
I could have
cared less what was being reported. Vietnam? Watergate?
These meant nothing to me.
I enjoyed basking in the sound of Walter Cronkite's reassuring voice -
the Voice of the Space Age -- the Voice of Reason - and
being soothed by the oceanic murmur of
millions of typewriters, industriously pounding out The Truth.
But one night a startling report grabbed my attention....
A cosmic chill raced through my young bowels. If Cronkite said it, it had to be true. |
