Ever since I was a wee lad, I have loved to watch movies. (OK, before we get any deeper into this, I was never any sort of a "wee lad," but you know what I mean.)
I would always smile when my phone would ring at The Herald-Whig and I saw Gene Hutter's name pop up on caller ID. It was always easy to predict the first words of every conversation with him. I would answer with a "hello" and then wait.
If you're a part of the demographic that grew up buying those seven-inch 45 RPM records, I'm sure you will appreciate this.