Back in the early days of television, my parents worked on the air in New York. Early on, my mom was on NBC. My dad, at that time, was with CBS and then later NBC. I learned to skate at Rockefeller Center, and spent a lot of time terrorizing studios and stagehands. Because in those days I was too short to be a pain in the neck, I was relegated to the Peanut Gallery of the "Howdy Doody Show." Buffalo Bob and Howdy Doody were my babysitters.
Lets see: A big guy with a booming voice, a puppet and seats in the stands watching all the action from a distance. How prophetic.