Well, Jason Whitlock needed a vacation, and now it’s my turn.
Unlike Jason, however, I will return. As The Happenings put it so achingly hopefully in 1966…”See You in September.”
Well, Jason Whitlock needed a vacation, and now it’s my turn.
Unlike Jason, however, I will return. As The Happenings put it so achingly hopefully in 1966…”See You in September.”
From the avalanche of criticism that greeted last week’s announcement about Polsinelli Shughart’s plan to build a high-rise on the Plaza, one published comment struck a chord with a lot of people.
A woman said the law firm’s leaders would have been “heroes” if they had committed the firm to resurrecting the West Edge project on the southwest part of the Plaza.
Well, Polsinelli Shughart bypassed its chance to be the hero, and in the process it may have tarnished its reputation forever.
On Thursday, however, a new prospective hero stepped forward. And it’s none other than AMC Entertainment, one of the nation’s largest movie theater companies.
Kansas City-based AMC emerged as the primary tenant after a group associated with RED Development submitted the apparent high bid of $10 million for the long-stalled office and hotel project, according to The Kansas City Star.
To me, it is fitting that AMC become the hero because the man who took AMC big-time, the late Stan Durwood, probably would have wanted to help clean up the West Edge mess that advertising mogul Bob Bernstein and snake-oil salesman Ray Braswell left us.
In a way, Durwood, who died at age 78 in 1999, saved downtown, where AMC company currently has its offices. It was Durwood who conceived of, pushed for, and named the Power & Light District. It took his former girlfriend — a woman by the name of Kay Barnes — and a Baltimore outfit – Cordish Companies – to make it happen. But it’s still very much a part of Durwood’s legacy.
His main legacy, in case you didn’t know it, is the multiplex theater. He opened the first one, side-by-side theaters at the Ward Parkway Shopping Center, on July 12, 1963.
In a 1999 article about Durwood’s death, the Associated Press wrote: “It was clear he didn’t have the multiplex figured out yet: Both screens played the same movie — “The Great Escape,” starring Steve McQueen and James Garner. But the idea was born, and according to AMC, Durwood coined the multiplex name at that time, too.”
Durwood never sought the limelight and didn’t promote himself; he just stuck to business and pushed the ideas he thought would work. It was in the same low-key vein that AMC spokesman Justin Scott commented in The Star on AMC’s possible interest in the West Edge:
“Currently, we are making some preliminary inquiries into some locations in Kansas City, yet no decisions are being made at this time.”
To me, it’s playing out as a picture of two companies. The picture I have of one – Polsinelli, Shughart – is of a brash, boastful and back-slapping group congratulating each other on their initial Plaza plan, which they thought was a done deal…before the public weighed in.
The picture I have of the other is of a group of no-nonsense folks who keep their heads down and try to figure out what is best for their company and the city in which they operate.
And when those folks get together in the boardroom, I have no doubt that they talk business below a portrait of Stanley H. Durwood.
I’ve been whacking away at the KC Star the last several days for various journalistic offenses, including running an untimely letters to the editor page and failing to include in a front-page story the governmental-approval process needed for construction of a controversial office tower on the Plaza.
But today I’m taking off my straw hat (see “About Me” page) to you, KC Star.
A group of editors, reporters, photographers and graphic artists has put together what – halfway into it, at least – is an amazing series on the Kansas City School District.
The six-part series, which began Sunday, is beautifully written, carefully and thoroughly reported, and strikingly presented, with great photos, graphics and sidebars. Each of the three parts that appeared Sunday, Monday and Tuesday started out front and then “jumped” inside to take up two full inside, facing pages.
For any reporter, getting a story that starts on the front and covers two full inside pages is a rarity and a thrill. I was involved in two or three such stories during my 25-plus years as a reporter at The Star.
Paralleling ”Special Report — Saving 17,000 kids” is a six-part series about the end of the line for Pinkerton Elementary School, one of 24 district schools that closed for good last May. That series was written by Eric Adler of the features desk.
To tell you the truth, I haven’t yet made the time to read Adler’s stories carefully, but from a quick scan, they look equally impressive. Tuesday’s installment, for example, profiled the school’s dynamic principal, Derald Davis. (My only beef is that Adler didn’t tell the readers whether Davis has a job in the district this year. Maybe Adler is holding that bit of information until later in the series, however.)
Day 1 of “Saving 17,000 kids” was largely about the failures of the past, but it pointed toward the future. “…Granted, in this pivotal year to come, success for the children could be as elusive as ever…” reporter Rick Montgomery wrote. “But at least now everyone seems to be on the same page: It is about the children.”
Day 2 featured a searing profile of Superintendent John Covington, who came to Kansas City from Pueblo, Colo., a year ago. Covington granted long-time school district reporter Joe Robertson full access to his comings and goings, his thoughts and philosophy, and it paid off for them and the readers.
One of the highlights of the piece is Robertson’s recounting of a day that Covington went home from work exhausted, went straight to bed and woke up at 7:30, worried about being late to work. After taking a shower, he found out it was 7:30 p.m. He’d had a nap, not a full night’s sleep.
Day 3 of the series (Tuesday), featured business writer Mark Davis’ microscopic examination of the district’s financial problems, abuses and, now, vigorous attempts to set things straight. (For example, the district has pared its vendor list from 6,200 to 985.)
Davis quoted Covington, who seemingly is on a crusade to root out insider deals and employment, as saying: “We are going to make sure, under my watch, that the days for making decisions based on the best interest of adults, and this patronage and cronyism that has been so long known to have had a negative effect on how we operate public schools in Kansas City — please know that while I sit in this chair, those days are gone.”
And do you know why I believe him? Why, in one respect, I think he’s got this district moving in the right direction?
There has not been a single mention of perennial school district sycophant Clinton Adams Jr. If Clinton has left the scene, or has been removed from it, the outlook is much more promising.
Congratulations, then, to John Covington for starting the turn-around of the Kansas City School District and to The Kansas City Star for devoting the time, space and, yes, money to tell this very important story.
Electronic subscriptions now make up more than 10 percent of the total number of paid subscriptions to The Kansas City Star.
A “consolidated media report” (CMR) generated by the Audit Bureau of Circulations shows that slightly more than 10 percent of Sunday subscriptions are of the electronic variety.
The proportion is higher during Monday-Friday, when about 13 percent of subscribers take the electronic rather than the printed edition.
The advertised price of an electronic subscription is $4.95 a month, which is about one-third the cost of the print-subscription rate.
As of March 31, the total number of Sunday subscribers was 314,449, with 31,755 of those being electronic. The number of print-edition subscriptions was 282,694.
Print-edition subscriptions to the Sunday Star have fallen by more than 100,000 since 2004, when Sunday circulation was 388,425.
During Monday-Friday, print-edition subscriptions are below 200,000 every day except Friday.
In the late 1990s, weekday subscriptions to the printed edition stood at about 250,000, and The Star waged a marketing campaign aimed at getting to “300,000 by 2000.” The goal (again, referring to weekday circulation) was never reached.
On its Web site, kansascity.com, The Star advertises “E-Star” as “a clickable replica of our newspaper.”
“The electronic edition contains all the news, photos, ads, box scores, and special sections in the printed The Kansas City Star,” the company says.
In 2008, the Audit Bureau of Circulations, an industry-funded group that is paid by publishers to audit their circulation, approved the testing and creation of a consolidated media report for member newspapers. The Star has participated in the consolidated reports from early on.
ABC says: “The report allows newspapers to provide advertisers with a comprehensive view of the newspapers ‘total media footprint’ across multiple products and channels by reporting total gross distribution data.”
While helping newspaper companies market themselves to advertisers, consolidated reports also serve another purpose: They make print-circulation losses less conspicuous than they were before the days of the ”CMR.”
I love to see Kansas City area residents rise up en masse against flim-flammy plans to encroach on cornerstones of Kansas City history.
And so it was with great satisfaction that I watched the tidal wave of opposition swell all day Friday against the Highwoods Properties-Polsinelli Shughart office tower-and-money grab that would destroy the integrity of perhaps the Plaza’s most important intersection, 47th and Broadway.
The proposal to build an eight-story, $57 million office building for the Polsinelli Shughart law firm has unleashed such a fusillade that the plan probably is D.O.A. However, where the power of money is involved, you never know, so it’s probably going to take a Phil Spector-like “wall of sound” to keep this plan from going forward.
Having covered City Hall between 1985 and 1995, I can tell you that the one sure thing that councils respond to is a roomful of people. If big crowds show up in opposition to the proposal, the council almost certainly will kill the plan, if it gets that far.
Here’s another thing I know about this mushroom cloud: The hysteria would not have reached such proportions (hundreds of calls, e-mails and Web comments to The Kansas City Star) and the outrage would have been more clearly focused if The Star, in its Friday morning report, had laid out the government and regulatory approvals that are needed to proceed with the project.
The project will be reviewed first, on Oct. 5, by the City Plan Commission, an appointed group, which makes recommendations to the City Council. The City Council would have the final say, regardless of what the Plan Commission did.
Unbelievably, Collison’s story didn’t have one mention of the regulatory process or the approvals that the project requires to move ahead. Collison has been with The Star for at least a decade and is an excellent development reporter. I don’t know what happened in this case; it was just a terrible omission. When I wrote to Collison on Friday, asking about the regulatory process, he wrote back, saying, “I’ve been up to my eyeballs with the outrage over this today.”
At least two editors — probably three or four, including a managing editor – read the story, and someone should have said, “Hey, this story doesn’t say if City Council approval is needed.” That’s all it would have taken to put the situation in proper perspective and help readers channel their anger.
As it was, the story made it look like the building was a done deal. The story had Highwoods’ and the law firm’s chief executives exchanging oratorical high fives. I could almost smell the smoke from the victory cigar in the statement of W. Russell Welsh, Polsinelli’s chief executive, who said, “We could not be more pleased to have our own building in the center of the Plaza, where our firm began nearly 40 years ago.”
On Saturday, Collison and The Star moved to undo the damage from Friday’s confusing story. The first paragraph of today’s story, the lead story in the paper, said: “Plans for an office development in the Country Club Plaza that includes demolishing a vintage building have ignited outrage among Plaza devotees — and they will have their day at City Hall.”
Appropriately, the story was as much a correction as it was a report of the outrage.
To me, this episode reflects a couple of things: First, we love our Plaza, with its graceful, Spanish architecture and distinctive feel, and, second, The Star has to be very, very careful — and thorough — in reporting about proposed changes to venerable Kansas City institutions like the Plaza.
The reporting and editing lapse that occurred in Collison’s Friday story is, unfortunately, happening more and more. That is almost inevitable with a diminished staff, and it demonstrates once again how The Star’s status as the area’s most powerful and authoritative news-gathering operation has slipped.
It’s still the biggest and the best, but not as big or good as it used to be.
I don’t know if you share my opinion about this — of if you’ve even noticed — but it seems to me that the letters to the editor page of The Kansas City Star has gotten kind of moldy.
There’s too much lag time between the articles that triggered the letters and publication of the letters. As a result, the letters page has become increasingly dull over the last several months.
I’ve been thinking about this lately, and on Thursday I decided to run a little test on the timeliness of letters that ran Wednesday and Thursday.
Here’s what I found: On those two days, a total of seven letters included parenthetical references to articles that generated the letters. (Some letters are about ongoing stories or situations and not pegged to specific stories.)
Of the seven, five referred to articles that had been published at least two weeks ago.
To me, that’s pretty bad.
I decided to compare that with the letters that appeared Wednesday and Thursday in The New York Times. On those two days, The Times published a total of 10 letters containing parenthetical references to articles that prompted the letters.
Of the 10, nine were published within eight days of the published articles.
To me, that’s pretty good.
What is the upshot for readers? In my opinion, The Star’s letters page has a dated, heavy feel to it, where The Times’ page is lively and topical.
Hate to say it, but that applies to the two papers in their entirety, too. Of course, The Star, like almost all second-tier dailies, has suffered terribly from contraction and readership loss, while the top-tier, national publications – The Times, the Wall Street Journal and USA Today — have held up somewhat better.
I must confess that one of the reasons I decided to run the test is that I submitted a letter to the editor on Sunday (Aug. 15) about a column that day by E. Thomas McClanahan of the editorial staff. McClanahan wrote eloquently and insightfully, in my opinion, about his opposition to the proposed mosque to be built two blocks from Ground Zero. (For the record, I’m against it, too.)
Lewis Diuguid, an editorial writer who calls letter writers to verify that they, indeed, penned the letters, called me on Monday and said he’d try to get the letter in.
Now, really, it makes no difference to me if the letter gets in. But I really would like to know what the public feedback is on McClanahan’s piece, and I don’t want to have to wait two weeks to get that feedback.
What really galled me was that yesterday a letter ran under the headline “Mosque at ground zero.” I eagerly went to the text, thinking it would be about McClanahan’s column. But, no, it was a letter from Chris Anderson of Basehor, who was writing about an Aug. 4 article titled “Mosque plans advance.” Anderson’s first line was “Where is the outrage over the project mosque by the World Trade Center?”
Well, the outrage certainly escalated between Aug. 4 and Aug. 18, didn’t it?
I guess the letters pertaining to McClanahan’s column are waiting in a queue…waiting like tax returns stacked up for processing by the IRS.
Yesterday, I e-mailed Miriam Pepper, vice president and editorial page editor of The Star, and told her about the results of my test and that I intended to write a blog entry on the subject.
Miriam, one of the most solid and respected editors at The Star, declined to comment, and I can appreciate that. She has nothing to gain by defending the status quo, and feelings could get ruffled in house if she said the page needs improvement.
Here’s the gist, though. The letters to the editor page is one of the most important parts of the paper. It’s where members of the public get to weigh in, in black and white, on issues that are of importance to them. It’s a garden of ideas, and it’s fun and informative to see what seeds are being planted and to try to figure out which might take root.
It’s important, then, that the letters be timely. In the computer era, people can get plenty of feedback on just about any issue, but millions of people still look to the letters page of their daily papers every day to gauge the ebb and flow of public opinion on current issues.
For the vast majority of serious current-events followers, I dare say, a letter published on the letters page of a daily paper, signed with a person’s real name and disclosing their city of residence, carries far more weight in the court of public opinion than an anonymous comment (or, for that matter, a signed comment) on any blog or Web site.
So, let’s get cracking down there, KC Star!
It was a moment of inspiration from my colleague Hearne Christopher over at KCConfidential.com.
He came up with the idea — I’m getting to it – after reading KC Star reporter Matt Campbell’s story on Sunday about the “eternal flame” atop the World War I Liberty Memorial costing taxpayers $100,000 a year.
Hearne’s idea, which he proffered in response to a person who commented on his blog entry about the story, was to supplant the costly steam-production system to a very economical model.
He wrote: ”How about they buy one of those big fans at Wal-Mart, tie some orange, yellow and red streamers to it and let it rip! Who said you have to have smoke with your fire?”
At first blush, I loved it. I e-mailed Hearne and told him it could be “a uniquely Kansas City solution” to a big dilemma and suggested that he start promoting the idea.
But then I started thinking about what the flame represents — the gravity of it — and qualms set in. I certainly don’t want a more economical model to cheapen the tribute to the Allied troops who died in World War I.
Then, I ran it by me wife Patty — my sounding board — and she immediately turned thumbs down. She gave me hope, though…Maybe the fan and streamers could be used as a humorous tribute to something less serious but still “uniquely Kansas City,” she said. Then she floated a totally ridiculous idea — hooking up the streamers and fan to the rear of a cow sculpture.
“What are you talking about?” I said. “Methane? I don’t get it. What’s the connection?”
“Well, you know,” she said, as she cleaned up around the stove, ”the cowtown thing.”
She acknowledged that her idea really wouldn’t have anything to do with fire, and she quickly changed the subject on me. The whole thing got me thinking, though, about a couple of other symbolic ideas that caught my fancy in years past.
One of them was floated here but never got off the ground. The other was in my hometown of Louisville, Ky., and it did fly…for a while.
The one here was put forward, as I recall, by U.S. Rep. Emanuel Cleaver during the time he was mayor – 1991-1999. Seeking a permanent and dramatic tribute to Kansas City’s jazz heritage, he proposed that a replica of a huge saxophone be built and then installed on the Missouri River so as to jut out of the water.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard a better idea before or since. For some reason, though, it didn’t take off. Just died. If Charlie Wheeler had come up with it when he was mayor (1971 to 1979), maybe it would have come to pass. Wheeler, in case you’re not old enough to remember him, was known for his bold ideas and crazy antics, such as wrestling a bear in the mayor’s office, on the 29th floor of City Hall. (“The bear sat right there on that couch and drank a Pepsi,” Wheeler said later, in his inimitable nasally whine.)
Another unconventional idea that I really liked — the one out of Louisville — was to build a moveable fountain in the Ohio River, along the city’s breathtaking riverfront development.
Called the Louisville Falls Fountain, it was dedicated Aug. 19, 1988, five days after the death of its benefactor, Barry Bingham Sr., former owner of The Courier-Journal and Louisville Times newspapers.
The fountain emitted about 16,000 gallons of water per minute in the shape of a fleur-de-lis (the symbol of Louisville), and it initially shot water to a height of 420 feet. According to Wikipedia, it was to be in use from Memorial Day through Thanksgiving from morning until midnight. But…there were problems. It listed to one side and always looked to me like it was in danger of toppling. Also, costs were higher than expected, and chronic malfunctions depleted the fountain’s maintenance fund.
If that wasn’t enough, the poor fountain came under ridicule, too: A radio talk-show host, Terry Meiners (who’s still on WHAS-AM radio, 840 on the dial), dubbed it “The Belching Barge.” That was the coup de grace. Eventually, the fountain was sold for scrap and, again, according to Wikipedia, “sits in the Ohio River in New Albany, Ind., waiting to be taken apart.”
And so, the moral of this story – coming back full circle — is that when fielding unconventional ideas, maybe modest is best….like Hearne’s idea about the fan and streamers.
Surely, that concept can be put to good use somewhere on something in Kansas City…just not on the rear of a cow sculpture.
Well, The Star made it official today: Jason Whitlock is leaving The Star after 16 years as a sports columnist and six weeks as an Op-Ed columnist.
After 10 weeks of being “on vacation” (the weekly explanation that The Star has been trotting out to readers), Whitlock is now free “to pursue other interests.”
I predicted here on July 22 — after his columns had been missing for six weeks – that he was finished. (By the way, my hunch has won me a lunch bet with my colleague Hearne Christopher of KCCconfidential.com.)
The latest signal, to me, that he wasn’t coming back came last Friday when he posted this message on his Twitter account at 7:33 p.m.: “I know I’m lazy, but how did Tiger’s Wood (stet) finish today?”
He was asking, in other words, for somebody out there in Twitter land to tell him what score Tiger Woods had recorded in Friday’s round of the PGA championship, held in Wisconsin.
It struck me immediately that if the guy was too lazy to go to ESPN.com, or any number of other Internet sites, and check a player’s score, he was by no means ready to return to real work.
There really isn’t much more to say. His obit has been written (see Aug. 2 post on this site), and he’s done about all he can do at The Star. He’s made a significant contribution to Kansas City sports coverage, and he helped catapult Sports Daily into the top ranks of the nation’s sports sections. The challenge for The Star now will be to keep the sports section in the top tier, especially with Star sports editor Holly Lawton’s recent decision to resign.
Clearly, though, the time is right for Whitlock to move on: The paper, like most other metropolitan dailies, is in flux; the Chiefs seemingly are headed for another dull season;and Whitlock obviously is sick of writing for The Star.
So, good luck, Jason. We’ll be looking for you under the arc lights.
At 6:38 p.m. on Friday, The Star’s web site, kansascity.com, posted a headline that said, ”Sprint-Nextel merger among the nation’s worst, Bloomberg says.”
Well, the headline certainly piqued my interest, so I clicked on the headline to see the story.
That’s where things got more interesting. The story, written by The Star’s Mark Davis, was about a Bloomberg evaluation of bad deals, based on a benchmark index that Bloomberg had formulated.
As the headline suggested, Davis led his story with the Sprint-Nextel deal, saying it was the third worst deal out of 100 that Bloomberg had ranked.
But Davis waited until the fourth — and second-to-last paragraph — to unveil a surprise. Which deal do you think ranked at the top of Bloomberg’s list? What was the worst merger or acquisition among the entire 100? Give up? Well, it was none other than McClatchy’s $4.1 billion purchase of Knight Ridder in 2006.
The Star, of course, is one of the papers that McClatchy obtained in that infamous transaction.
Odd, then, isn’t it, that Davis and Star editors chose to highlight the Sprint-Nextel merger when the very worst deal was, literally, right under their noses? I’m sure that Star editors would rationalize the leapfrogging act by arguing that Sprint is locally based and has far more employees in this area than McClatchy.
That’s true, but The Star is no small employer; has at least as high a profile locally as Sprint; and…well, No. 1 means No. 1, right?
The Star could have gone a long way toward presenting an intellectually honest account by simply changing the headline to say, “Sprint-Nextel, McClatchy-Knight Ridder deals among the nation’s worst, Bloomberg says.” It could have kept the story exactly as it was, even while fudging on the rankings. Instead, The Star took the low road.
There’s a saying in the news business for what Davis did. It’s called “burying your lead.” What that means is that the biggest, most interesting news is down low in a story, rather than at the top, where it should be.
And that’s just what Davis and Star editors did. They took the biggest and hardest kick at Sprint — a more convenient target — and gave their parent company the equivalent of a slap on the wrist.
Here’s what Bloomberg’s Zachary R. Mider said in his initial story, which Bloomberg posted on Thursday and which spawned Davis’ story:
“McClatchy’s purchase of the Knight Ridder Inc. newspaper chain, for $4.1 billion in 2006, ranked the worst of the 100 on Bloomberg’s list, with McClatchy shares underperforming the Bloomberg Advertising Age AdMarket 50 Index by 93 percentage points. Sacramento, California-based McClatchy borrowed cash to buy the chain as newspaper real-estate advertising plunged.”
All I can say is shame on you, KC Star, shame on you for playing a journalistic shell game.
Let me tell you about my trip to Tulsa.
It’s a meandering sort of story – the kind that, if I’d come across as an editor at The Star, I would have told the reporter, “Let’s get on with it!” But I think you’ll enjoy it for what it is, the story of a father helping his 20-year-old son get set up in his first house.
Charlie and I left Kansas City about noon Tuesday — two hours behind schedule – with the goal of getting him settled in the house that he and a classmate, Eric, are renting a few blocks from the University of Tulsa.
They’re both juniors. Charlie lived in the dorm his first year and in a fraternity house last year. Eric found the house over the summer, on South College Avenue, while driving around looking for someplace to rent close to campus.
I had this crazy idea that I’d drive down there Tuesday, pick up a bed that a store owner was holding for Charlie, buy him some supplies and drive back to Kansas City Tuesday night. Nice and neat…Not to be. My plan went awry by a full 24 hours. There were trips to several stores — including big box, furniture and grocery — and a battle to get the bed set up.
The overnight stay was sealed within an hour of our arrival in Tulsa. We got to the Affordable Mattress store – run by a guy named Malik – at 5:20, only to find that the store had closed at 5 and would not reopen until 10:30 a.m. Wednesday.
I decided to try to learn more about the neighborhood Charlie and Eric would be living in. So, when we were outside the house, I jumped on an opportunity to interview Charlie’s next-door-neighbor, Paul, who had gotten in his truck and was preparing to drive off.
I already knew that the houses on either side of Charlie had been owner-occupied for many years. Those two houses are well maintained. Across the street, however, is a boarded-up house, and to one side of that house is another where a couple of young pit bulls stand guard in a fenced-in front yard.
I’d seen the dogs on an earlier visit, when we were checking out the rental property. The pit bulls looked friendly enough – tails wagging, no snarling –but I always give pit bulls a wide berth, regardless of their apparent disposition.
I already knew, of course, that that house was one to keep an eye on, along with the one that is boarded up. One house I hadn’t noticed on the earlier trip was a partly burned-out house two doors from Charlie. Paul, who lives between Charlie and the house where the fire occurred, said the house had been torched – a reported arson — about six weeks ago. Some of the windows are boarded up, while others are broken out with jagged edges exposed.
Paul said he had called the Mayor’s Action Line more than once, but the city had not fully secured the property. (For good measure, I called the Mayor’s Action Line Thursday morning.)
Paul also provided some other interesting information: A group of people who live on the other side of the street, next door to the boarded-up house, are panhandlers. “They’re the ones you see holding up the signs at intersections,” Paul said. “That’s their job….I told one of the guys I’d help him get a job where I work, but he said, ‘Oh, no,’ I make plenty of money.’ “
At that point I realized that there were four problematic houses, not two, within a stretch of 75 yards of Charlie and Eric. The other houses on the block appeared fine, but four in a concentrated area is a bit worrisome. The picture that Paul was painting didn’t bother Charlie and Eric a bit, of course; they were too busy picturing themselves hosting parties and hoisting beers on the porch and in the living room.
Next morning, after a greasy breakfast at the Corner Cafe on historic Route 66, which runs right through Tulsa, we headed over to see Malik. Malik, a tall, smiling fellow who also is “Professor Malik,” a forestry teacher at TU, was holding, on deposit, an 84-inch mattress and box spring for Charlie, who is 6 feet, 7 inches tall. (A good editor told me early on not to make the reader do the math. That’s 79 inches. In other words, Charlie needs the 84-inch mattress — the longest standard size that is manufactured – to fit his frame comfortably on the bed.)
Malik sold us the mattress-box spring set for $100, plus tax. As a token of his appreciation, he presented Charlie with a small copper ashtray in the form of a woman’s shoe.
The real bed trouble started when we got back to the house and found that the mattress and box spring were too narrow, by three inches, for the 39-inch standard-size Hollywood frame. Not to worry, I thought. We’ll just go to Home Depot or Lowe’s, have some slats cut to size and lay them horizontally along the bed frame at intervals of a foot or so.
Got that done, and it worked. But…another problem presented itself. The bed and box spring were too long for the frame, naturally, and when I would push on the foot of the bed, the head of the bed would pop up like a teeter-totter.
Solution: Get a piece of wood cut into smaller sections that could be nailed together and used as footings on either side of the unsupported end of the bed. Back to Lowe’s; got the wood; bought nails.
By this time, Charlie had grown quiet, and he was looking off into space as we plowed through our mission at Lowe’s. “Are you tired,” I asked.
“I’m thirsty, and I’m tired of all this driving around and getting different stuff,” he said, grimacing. “I just want to have it done and be at the house.”
“I understand, Charlie,” I commiserated. “I don’t like it, either.”
With the wood and nails in hand, we got back to the house about 6:15, and, clearly, it was time for me to leave. He gave me a big hug — his arms around my shoulders and mine around his waist — and said, “Thanks so much for all the help, Dad.”
I wished him luck and headed out.
About 45 minutes later, while I was stuck in traffic on Interstate 244, my cell phone rang. It was Charlie. He had nailed the boards together, but some had cracked…The nails were too big.
“I think it’ll be OK,” he said, reassuringly.
He was about to go, but his reportorial gene clicked in. ”Oh,” he said, “there’s already been some action on the block…At the panhandlers’ house, a lady was down in the front yard, bleeding from her hand.”
“What was it? I asked, “A stabbing?”
“Somebody said it was a suicide attempt,” he said.
“Did the cops come?” I said.
“There were about seven cop cars,” he replied.
We signed off. About that time, the traffic broke, and I was winging my way back to Kansas City.
Charlie, meanwhile, was starting his new life in the 200 block of South College Avenue in Tulsa, Oklahoma.