The big thing Sunday night was not that I was honored at my 90th birthday celebration held at Oak Ridge Country Club in Hopkins, an event to raise money for the Children's Hospitals and Clinics of Minnesota and the Jewish Family and Children's Service of Minneapolis. It was more about how lucky I was, from the time I started selling newspapers downtown as an 11-year-old, to having the support of so many people.
Without their support and help at a young age, I certainly would been involved in another occupation.
So in today's column, I am going to salute these people.
I'm sure I will forget some important people who have helped me a great deal. But the ones I'm going to mention are those who got me involved in the media business and were responsible for helping me get started.
Some names you will recognize. But most were not sport heroes, just adults who took a liking to a young kid who would ride his bike downtown five days a week to sell papers during the Depression and try to help in a small way a family whose breadwinner earned $12 a week.
Larry Voigt was a young man who lost a leg at a young age. He took a liking to me and allowed me to deliver papers to his customers, sell papers on 5th and Nicollet and eventually turn the business over to me.
Downtown Minneapolis has really changed from those days working for Voigt. The Leader department store was on one corner and Powers department store on another. We delivered papers in both of those stores.
And what is now Target Field was a string of meat companies such as Hormel, Swift and others, where there were a bunch of subscribers.