Time Flies . . .

A White Horse inn Taping in 1996 at the KKLA studio in Glendale

Every Sunday night the White Inn crew would drive from Mike Horton’s house in Anaheim to the KKLA studio in Glendale. This picture was taken in 1996, shortly after KKLA moved their studio from North Hollywood to their upscale new digs. We’d been on the air for five years by then. Mike and Rod both enjoyed the improved vending machine selection. Rod would eat his Cheetos and Mike his chips. I’d drink some coffee. People often asked how we prepared for a live broadcast. After an hour’s drive (with some very enjoyable and fruitful banter in the car), we’d get to the studio, snack, and converse. We were ready. Once the previous program was over and 9:05 approached, we had time (a few commercial breaks) to settle into the studio and wait for the “live” light to come on, and we were off . . . There’s nothing in my experience which compares with doing live radio with Rod.

June of 2023 in San Diego, CA (thanks to the “Church Lady” for the great pic)

In June 2023, Rod and I made the journey south to San Diego (we both live in Orange County) to attend the memorial service for Mike’s brother, Gary. Gary was a multiple Emmy award winner as an NFL analyst for CBS, ESPN, and then as a player analyst for the Las Vegas Raiders. The list of NFL greats, coaches, and sportscasters who sent video tributes was really impressive. Gary Horton was a very beloved and widely respected man.

Rod and I met up with Michael and a host of other old friends after the service. We’ve all aged a fair bit since 1996, two of us have mellowed out, and the three of us can pick up right where we last left off the last time we saw each other. Such dear friends are truly a gift from God.

We joked about a few potential White Horse Inn reunion episode titles such as “Is Medicare law or gospel?” and “Luther’s Twitter Account,” but quickly realized the silliness of it all. We laughed any way.

Mike and I debated the question, “which one of us quotes Rod in class the most?” All I know is I quote or refer to him so often, I just speak of him as “the prophet Rod.”

Until we met up again . . .