Packer Jack and Me

I worked during the summers at various radio stations. There was always a need for on-air cover for vacationing personalities. In the summer of 1966, I was working shifts at KHFI in Austin. I had the late night gig from 6PM to Midnight. I had a mellow music format in direct competition to KLBJ and “Packer Jack”. I hosted “The Voice of Austin” and Jack didn’t care for the competition. He had owned Austin radio during the evening hours for a while and I can honestly say that I enjoyed the bit of stress my program gave him. It is good to have competition, donchaknow.  He would call me, from time to time, but we never had that ‘coffee’.  I never identified myself, except to make breaks with “This is the Voice of Austin”. Jack had no idea, so he simply would say, “Hey, Austin Voice, how’s it goin’?”.  We both had good programming and I will always have respect for the other “voice”. Today’s internet provided the name Jack Wallace for the voice I knew. It’s interesting that with all the years on radio and, even though my name is in the Nevada Broadcasters “Hall of Fame- 2002”, Wikipedia mentions that I worked at KDWN, Las Vegas and left to join “the Zoo” in Galveston. WRONG! In the late 70’s, I rode the ferry from Galveston to Bolivar’s “Funny Farm” while working nights at KODA-fm in Houston, but that’s about as close as I ever came to “the ZOO”. By the way, that summer of 1966, was a very tragic one. Our radio/television studio was just blocks away from the Texas Tower and Charles Whitman. Not a favorite time of my broadcasting career. Oh, the evil that men do! Really.  That’s what I get from My Box of Chocolates. AMEN

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