Thank you so VERY much for including the link to the oral history of the WKRP episode. I had not seen that and it made my day...and perhaps is even (gasp!) the top story of 2012 for me.
Why? Not only because it talked about one of my favorite TV shows of all time (likely because I had worked in radio and much of radio was really, truly like that. But also because one of the interviewees in the articles is someone I knew!
I went to the University of Iowa and was involved with the student radio station there. One of the other students involved was a fellow named Max Tash, who was part of the WKRP interview. I got along fairly well with Max, possibly because we were both Jewish. When a group from our student station took a field trip to Chicago, we stayed at Max's home. It was at that time that I had one of the Most Significant Experiences of My Life. Max's mom ordered in pizza for all of us and this pizza place (whose name is lost to history, at least for me) delivered "beef pizza." Up to that point in my young and impressionable life, "beef pizza" had always meant crumbled ground beef. Nope, this one had slices of roast beef on it. Gasp. To this day, I've never experienced anything else quite like it. (And no, I don't suppose they kept very kosher in that household.)
I have not kept in touch with Max -- I wrote him years ago after they brought back WKRP and he was a full producer on that series, which I recall didn't last long. In my mind, Max is one of the more famous people I've known.
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Date: Fri, Nov. 23rd, 2012 07:38 pm (UTC)Why? Not only because it talked about one of my favorite TV shows of all time (likely because I had worked in radio and much of radio was really, truly like that. But also because one of the interviewees in the articles is someone I knew!
I went to the University of Iowa and was involved with the student radio station there. One of the other students involved was a fellow named Max Tash, who was part of the WKRP interview. I got along fairly well with Max, possibly because we were both Jewish. When a group from our student station took a field trip to Chicago, we stayed at Max's home. It was at that time that I had one of the Most Significant Experiences of My Life. Max's mom ordered in pizza for all of us and this pizza place (whose name is lost to history, at least for me) delivered "beef pizza." Up to that point in my young and impressionable life, "beef pizza" had always meant crumbled ground beef. Nope, this one had slices of roast beef on it. Gasp. To this day, I've never experienced anything else quite like it. (And no, I don't suppose they kept very kosher in that household.)
I have not kept in touch with Max -- I wrote him years ago after they brought back WKRP and he was a full producer on that series, which I recall didn't last long. In my mind, Max is one of the more famous people I've known.
So, special thanks, Janna!