Monthly Archives: October 2015
By Richard N. Anderson Alan stood in the railroad station waiting for the 6:33 train back to New York. He usually took a parlor car in the summer because he couldn’t stand traveling with the Block Island crowd with their … Continue reading
It took two weeks to select the winners. Finally it was over. The fridge at Ham Craig’s Editorial Service was left packed with beer and coca-cola from the committee’s late nights in the six story building on East 51st Street.
By Richard N. Anderson Alan began making a list of people he knew who would be good at judging TV ads. A gal who worked on the Procter business at Compton. A guy who had his own shop. A trombone … Continue reading
By Richard N. Anderson with Lisa Anderson “Hey, would you be chairman of the television category of the Awards this year?” Barely a week since they announced he was President, and Bill Taylor was on the line.
Alan opened the conference room door and put out his hand, all business. “Alan Robinson, call me Alan.”