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I met Nick Pollacia in the fall of 1963. My college room-mate was an announcer at the local radio station, Nick was too. We became friends, and as young guys do, we planned a future. We had this idea that we'd open a radio station together.
Turbulent times; somehow that never happened. I went into television, Nick became an Army officer and then lots of other things, including the first director of the Louisiana Film Commission. He also bought a radio station in Leesville. We kept up over the years and when I had the opportunity to move from New Orleans to Natchitoches, I called and told him I was coming back. He said, "Guess what? I am too."
My youngest was about 18 months old. It turned out that Nick and his wife had a kid the same age! Nick and Lissa eventually moved next door to us.
A few years ago, my wife Kathy asked if I had ever thought that Nick and I would be friends and have kids that played together. I told her, "I always thought that would happen. I just thought it would have been thirty years ago."
Tonight Nick, his family, my family and our friends the Phifers ate chicken gumbo, a beautiful salad and Kathy's fresh home-baked bread. We drank some really good wine, some excellent Irish whiskey, and ate a dessert called "pumpkin crunch" that Lissa makes.
Here's to you, my dear friend Nick. Forty years we've been pals. Not the most flattering picture of you I have ever taken, but it is the best one of you this week, and here you are doing what you do best, talking on a microphone.