I think I first fell in love with the idea of being a newspaperman after watching "The Adventures of Superman" as a kid. Reruns of the 1950s George Reeves series aired every afternoon on WGN-Channel 9 in the '60s, and I remember watching all of them with unbounded fascination.
Call it fate, but I always found myself drawn more to Clark Kent, the "mild-mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper," than to the Man of Steel.‚ Clark was always so cool, so intelligent and so dashing in those horn-rimmed glasses and fedora. Years later I came to wonder why you hardly ever saw an actual copy of The Daily Planet, or why Clark and Lois and Jimmy never seemed to have any deadlines. But if being a reporter meant getting paid to go out on exciting adventures and finding things out before anybody else, I knew that was for me!