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  as i saw it

  Copyright © 2017 by Marvin Scott

  FIRST EDITION

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  All photos are used with permission. Photos are from the author’s personal collection unless otherwise stated.

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  Hardcover: 9780825308420

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  Book designed by Mark Karis

  To Lorri

  The woman beside me, who inspires me every day

  To my grandchildren Jake, Alexandra, Nathan

  They are our future, for whom this book is written so they have

  some vision of the past

  Marvin and Lorri Scott

  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  Acknowledgements

  Preface

  Introduction

  PEOPLE AND PLACES

  1 Playing Cupid in the Craziest Love Story

  2 Remember JFK

  3 Charlie’s Odyssey

  4 Marilyn, the Pink Elephant and Me

  5 Amityville-Horror or Hoax?

  6 The Bravest Person I Ever Met

  CRIME AND PUNISHMENT

  7 Going to Hunt Humans

  8 The Greenwich Murders

  9 The FBI Beat Me to the Ransom

  10 The Fugitives and Me

  11 The Wrong Man

  THE TIMES

  12 The Triumph and Tragedy of Space

  13 The Alcoholic Who Saved My Life

  14 Adding a Voice to History

  15 The Night the Martians Landed

  16 The Beatles—Coming to America

  17 Marching with Martin Luther King, in Life and Death

  18 September 11, 2001—a Remembrance

  WAR

  19 Journey to Suez

  20 Beware the Silence

  21 Children of Terror

  22 Bringing Christmas to Our Troops 151

  ON REPORTING

  23 Exclusives: The Agony and the Ecstasy

  24 There’s Gold in Those Rotting Ferry Boats: A Classical Investigation

  25 The Reading Test Scandal

  26 Becoming My Own Story

  27 The Kid Reporter Who Became a Chief

  28 Working the street 200

  INTERVIEWS

  29 Jerry Lewis: King of Comedy

  30 Chuck Yeager: Aviation Pioneer

  31 Ed Koch: New York’s Tenacious Cheerleader

  32 Walter Cronkite: The Most Trusted Man’s Hero

  33 Sophia Loren: Just Call Her Mamma

  34 Dog Day: The Robber Who Wanted a Bank Job

  35 Christie Brinkley: The Knockout Who Focused on Knockouts

  36 Eddie Fisher: The Kiss I Never Saw Coming

  37 The Holocaust Denier: A Difficult Interview

  38 Elie Wiesel: Bearing Witness

  39 Rudy Giuliani: Shedding a Tear Like the Rest of US

  40 Liberace: The Day He Played The Piano for Me 250

  SHORT TAKES

  41 The Angel of the Evening

  42 “My Hostage”

  43 The News in Briefs

  44 The Witness

  45 Blaming The News

  46 A Breaking Story that Hit Home

  47 Hurricane Calling

  48 Watch Who You’re Turning Your Back On

  49 Jackie O’s One-Word Exclusive

  50 A Hit Man’s Salutation

  51 The Fire That Taught Me a Lesson

  52 One Hell of a Story

  53 Cuffed On Assignment

  53 The Concorde Over Lunch

  54 My Murderous Pen Pals

  55 Presidents

  56 The Photo That Brought a Family Together

  57 Nice to Meet You

  Index

  acknowledgements

  It takes a lot of effort to recount events that took place over the course of 50 years. The notes and recordings I saved from major events proved a tremendous asset to me in preparing this book, jogging my memory bank to bring the past into clearer focus. However, an undertaking like this book would not be possible without the encouragement, support and assistance of others as well.

  James Carpenter is an editor extraordinaire, a true grammarian who accepted my colloquial style and made sure I didn’t have any dangling participles. His work ethic, patience and late-night telephone editing sessions have helped to make this what I hope you will find an enjoyable read.

  My wife Lorri is my first line of defense. If my writing passes muster with her, then I’m ready to send it on to my editor. She is a true blessing—my inspiration, my mentor, my friend. This book would not have been possible without her beside me.

  I also want to acknowledge my agent of nearly 40 years, Richard Leibner, for his loyal support. More than an agent, he’s been a friend and mentor to me—as well as my shrink at times.

  It is such an honor to have had Dan Rather write the Foreword to this book. Dan has been an inspiration to me, and to so many other broadcast journalists. He certainly sets the gold standard for excellence in reporting.

  I would like to thank my dear friend Rita Cosby for encouraging—or more accurately, pushing—me to write this book, and for her introduction to my publisher at Beaufort Books.

  I must also recognize Ted Kavanau for giving me my first real break in television news in New York. I told him not to believe a word I had written in my résumé, and to give me the true test: a couple of news assignments. He did, beginning a 10-year run at WNEW-TV, Channel 5—and the rest is history.

  Similarly, I say thanks to John Corporan for his belief in me, which began a relationship at WPIX-TV, Channel 11 that has now spanned 37 years of my professional life.

  Thanks also to Karen Scott, the army-brat news director who said yes to my idea to spend five Christmas holidays with our soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan. My appreciation to Tribune Broadcasting VP Communications Jessica Bellucci and WPIX News Director Amy Waldman for permitting the use of the television screen images highlighted on the following pages.

  No television reporter or anchor can succeed without the backup of a multitude of talented camera people, producers and editors, without whom we could never bring these stories to air. My gratitude to all of those I’ve worked with, with particular thanks to cameraman David Kimmel for giving up five Christmas holidays to venture off to war zones with me, and to producer Ellyn Marks, who always worked tirelessly to secure the best guests for my weekly public-affairs program.

  My indebtedness also to the tens of thousands of people I have interviewed, for trusting me to tell their stories.

  And finally, to my children Steven and Jill, my love to you—and thanks for your understanding for all those dinners I missed while out chasing the news.

  preface

  BY DAN RATHER

  Dan Rather and me, circa 1980.

  Mark Twain once remarked that the difference between the right word and the almost-right word is the difference between the words lightning and lightning bug. The dictionary defines intrepid as “being of resolute fearlessness, fortitude and endurance.” That is exactly the right word to describe Marvin Scott’s journey as a lifelong
reporter—and to describe the man himself. It fits Marvin like a bespoke suit.

  He has traveled his intrepid journey almost entirely in local television news, which is a jungle of fierce competition, especially in the ultimate media market that is New York. He has survived and thrived for a long time, through talent and sheer force of will. While doing so, he never backed up, never backed down, never turned around—and, remarkably, never lost his civility or his sense of humor. He sought to be, then became and now remains, dedicated to quality journalism of integrity, always trying to be accurate and fair while at the same time pulling no punches and playing no favorites.

  As a reporter, he’s hard-nosed but softhearted, skeptical—especially of power and powerful people, as a good reporter should be—but never cynical. He’s always seen himself as a kind of “honest broker of information” for viewers and listeners. To continue to be that, he uses what some now would call old-fashioned methods (he sees them as traditional—never out of style): working the phones, wearing out shoe-leather, developing sources. He knows what goes on in police precinct houses after midnight and hospital emergency rooms on weekends, as well as inside Trump Tower and City Hall. Marvin knows because he’s been there, many times, for many years. Because of that, he’s hard to herd, and impossible to stampede.

  In other words, and for short, Marvin’s a pro. This collection of some of the more unique and memorable stories he’s covered, and interviews he’s done, is a primer for aspiring young television journalists and anyone who wants to know what goes on—what really goes on—in local television news, and how a pro works at his craft.

  introduction

  Except for the sound of birds dancing between the trees, it was quiet as I stood beneath the Victory Arch in Baghdad’s Memorial Park, a symbol of Saddam Hussein’s long, oppressive rule. A loud, rumbling sound broke the tranquility of the moment. It was an Iraqi tank crunching and clanking over the cobblestone roadway as it edged ever so slowly over the bomb-wracked street. The sound reminded me of the loud clackety-clack of the little red wagon I once toted along the cobblestones of the Grand Concourse in the Bronx, waking people along the way as I delivered morning newspapers back in the days when my life as a reporter was a distant dream. I was only 13.

  Back then I was an inquisitive kid with a passion for photography, and it was a raging fire that sparked my interest in what would become a lifelong career. I was allowed beyond the fire lines to get a dramatic picture of the inferno, and afterward got details of the fire from a battalion chief. Suddenly I was Jimmy Olsen, kid reporter from Superman. It was exciting—and even more so when I sold the picture to The New York Daily News. I was hooked.

  Fast-forward more than 50 years, over 15,000 stories and more than 30,000 interviews. My life has been enriched by the people I have met and the insight I have gained. Working at local television stations for the bulk of my career has given me access to the most powerful people and opened the back doors to view the underbelly of life, the day-to-day experience of the downtrodden and the impoverished.

  At the heart of every story, big and small, is a person. It is the people who make the news, and the journalist who fashions the words that communicate their stories. We are simply the storytellers. The stories I have told have been informative, educational, and enlightening. Some have been investigative exposés that have helped to bring about change. But it is my encounters with people that stand out the most to me: the mother who had just discovered that her daughter was among those dead in a fire; the 12-year-old girl who needed a heart and touched mine; the woman who married the man who blinded her, making me the cupid who brought them to the altar; the man who ran off with the bank’s money and found himself.

  In addition to providing me with these local encounters, my career has been an educational journey that has taken me to far-off corners of the world, and stories told on a grander scale. I have been to the launch pads at Cape Canaveral and to an opium den in war-torn Cambodia, and spent five Christmases boosting the morale of our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan. I have met with Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. along the dusty highways of America’s south, and with Yasser Arafat in a smoke-filled basement in Beirut. I was there for the raucous arrival of the Beatles in America, stood face-to-face with Marilyn Monroe and poked my microphone in front of more than half a dozen American presidents.

  Along the way, I have learned and re-learned a few lessons—first and foremost that I, like the people whose stories I have told, am a human being, with feelings and sensitivities. We reporters are not all cold and uncaring, as some perceive us to be. Although I have always strived to maintain my professional demeanor on-camera, there have been emotional moments when tears filled my eyes while covering a story, like when I attended the funeral of children killed by a madman on a shooting rampage, or a memorial service for the astronauts who died in the Challenger disaster. I was not embarrassed to shed a tear while on-camera during coverage of the September 11th terrorist attacks.

  Through the years, I have never compromised my honesty and integrity. I have tried to stick to old-fashioned reporting, just the facts, without adding my personal views. But reliving and retelling those stories now gives me an opportunity to share some personal reflections as well.

  What follows is a composite of my more memorable stories and interviews. Some are historic; others are about people you have never heard of. They are stories that were told all in a day’s work, over the course of half a century.

  This book is written for my grandchildren, and for all the other children of the future, who may someday see it as a time capsule of life as it once was.

  And it is written in gratitude for the life and career I have been fortunate to have. After all these years, I still love what I do—telling stories. I feel blessed to be the kid from the Bronx who each day continues to fulfill his dream.

  people and places

  1

  PLAYING CUPID IN THE CRAZIEST LOVE STORY

  Burt and Linda Pugach with me attending the premier of the HBO documentary Crazy Love.

  It doesn’t exactly sound like a match made in heaven. Yet the couple that wanted to have each other knocked off ended up in a marriage that spanned 39 years. It has been said that there is a thin line between love and hate—but in my extensive career I have never encountered a more bizarre example of this than in the lifelong love affair of Burt Pugach and Linda Riis. And in the course of reporting on it, I unwittingly became the matchmaker who brought them together.

  The story made for sensational headlines when it broke back in 1959, when 32-year-old Burt Pugach, a married lawyer, dealt with romantic rejection in a shocking way. Linda Riis, his attractive 22-year-old lover of a few years, had broken off her relationship with Burt when she learned he was married; and Burt—figuring that if he couldn’t have her, no one would—paid a thug $2,000 to throw lye in her face. The assault left Linda legally blind and disfigured, and both Burt and the man he had hired were sent to prison at Attica for their cowardly act—Burt for 14 years, and the man who threw the acid, for 15. But the rancor didn’t end there: while Burt was in prison, Linda tried to have him killed in retaliation.

  When Burt was released in 1974, he immediately reached out to reporters to go public with his apologies to Linda, and to confess to the world that he still loved her. I was working with Channel 5, WNEW-TV, in New York at the time, and was assigned to interview him. For a reporter, even the most unusual stories can be everyday work; and for me, at the time, it was simply another assignment: a sad, strange story whose most unusual aspects were long in the past. Little did I know what was yet to unfold.

  Burt and I met for a sit-down interview on a park bench in Forest Hills, Queens, and chatted about the circumstances of his crime. He related in dramatic detail how “crazy” he had been at the time, and explained his original intent of killing Linda. “What I was doing was stalking her in the deep darkness of night, waiting outside her apartment building.” He was armed with a 38-caliber revolver, he
said, but changed his mind after having visions of being caught and strapped into the electric chair. The death penalty was still in effect in New York back then. It certainly was a deterrent for him, he admitted. But no such fear kept him from hiring others to disfigure Linda.

  The interview was more interesting than I expected it would be. But unbeknownst to me, there was yet another motive underlying Burt’s request for our discussion. Under his parole agreement, Burt was forbidden from making any contact with Linda, so he had chosen the television camera as a way to get to her heart. As I signaled to my cameraman to zoom in on Burt for a close-up, Burt turned purposefully to the camera, stared into the lens and suddenly gasped, “Linda, I love you. I have always loved you! Will you marry me?” Wow, what a moment, I thought. This guy gets out of prison after doing 14 years for destroying a woman’s life, and now he wants to marry her! Great story—so promotable—tonight at ten!

  One of Linda’s friends caught the broadcast and called her, frantically proclaiming, “You won’t believe what that crazy Burt is up to now. He’s proposing to you on television!” Linda tuned in to the newscast, and was quite taken by Burt’s remorsefulness and amorous proposal. Because his parole stipulated that Burt have no direct contact with her, Linda called me, and we maneuvered a rendezvous at the home of one of her friends. Burt was waiting there when she showed up. Linda would admit to me months later that something had seemed to click when she reunited with Burt.

  After all she had gone through, Linda confessed, “I guess I still had feelings for him.”

  Six months later, I received a call from Burt, inviting me to the wedding. “Yes,” he exclaimed excitedly, “we’re getting married!” What a bizarre love story! I thought. Understandably, the story quickly became fodder for the tabloids, and thousands were left shaking their heads in disbelief. Why would the victim of such a heinous crime marry the man who committed it—the very man she had tried to have killed while he was in prison?

  When I asked her this question in a 1992 interview, Linda simply responded, “I felt the time was right,” adding, “I had made many mistakes, and probably was partially the cause of all the problems that we had. Burt is my best friend.” Was it some form of retribution or revenge, I wondered, locking Burt down as her caretaker?