Buffalo's most senior Anchorman, on the air continuously at Eyewitness News now for 23 years.
Keith began his career in the news business in 1971 at CKLW-TV and Radio in Detroit/Windsor, his hometown. After stints in Detroit, Ottawa, Toronto and Salt Lake City he arrived at WKBW-TV to Anchor Eyewitness News at 5 and within a few years was Anchoring at 6 and 11 as well.
"I can't believe how time has flown by, it seems like just yesterday when i arrived in the Queen City and it felt like home from day one"
Keith has travelled the world to bring Western New Yorkers the news that affects them for decades now. Most notably, with the troops during the Iraq war, Hurricane releif efforts in the Carribean, the political conventions from coast to coast and in Los Angeles from the very beginning of the O J Simpson story. Keith and his wife Linda, along with their dog "Frankie", live in the Village of Lewiston, with three of their four children now grown and the youngest finishing college in Washington DC.
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I've been around for a while. Every time I think I have seen it all, something happens to shatter that belief. I was sitting at Wegmans tonight, as I usually do a few nights a week for my "executive" dinner, when I spotted one of the "regulars". I am still convinced that there are some people who actually "live" at Wegmans. This guy has been there every single night for years, and tonight he put on quite a show. I have to give him credit because he is such a "smooth" operator. He has his scam perfected. I am sure it has taken him years to get it down just right. He goes and gets a tiny little morsel of some food, then goes and pays for it, then goes and sits down at one of the tables and eats. But then, the show starts. After a few minutes he gets up and goes and gets one of those small "sample" containers. He then proceeds to "slither" over to the Soup Bar, always right next to his table. He fills the container with the latest offering, then "slithers" back to his seat and gobbles it down. I swear, within 60 seconds he gets up, takes his container back and then fills it up with the next offering. Looked like clam chowder tonight I think. Once again, he's up and repeats the offense. He's slick! Never the same dish twice! he rotates around the display, beginning with maybe, chowder then chili then cream of tomato then broccoli-cheese. Oh, did i mention he does this delicate dance without ever making a trip to the cashier!? I watched him make 5 trips! He then carefully cleans up his table, grabs his cart, which never has anything in it, and disappears into the produce section. I'm tempted to try it myself but the vision of me being dragged out of there in handcuffs and the resulting story in the paper the next morning, has made me think otherwise.
Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I had the day off myself and played host to about twenty at our house. Frankie only bit a few of them so it was a pretty good day. Witnessed a strange sight on my way into the station today. As i came across Grand Island I noticed a shiny new 6-Series BMW convertible on the other side of the Thruway. Looked like a cute couple inside, laughing and having a gay old time. I looked at the outside temperature on my dashboard thermometer, it was 25 degrees. They were cruising along with the top down! Must have been too much turkey I guess.
If you have been outside lately you know how windy it is out there. We were lucky this weekend to have what I think might be our last few days of mild weather. So, I took Frankie out for a walk Sunday night, like I usually do on the few nights I am home and not working. After about twenty minutes I turned for home and a lady was coming the other way with her dog. This usually means trouble. Frankie, for some reason, maybe his size, (6 pounds) must always try and prove he's a lot bigger than any other dog he comes across. Even if that dog happens to be a Saint Bernard! Anyway, he always goes down into a stealthy-crouch position, ready to attack the moment he spots another canine! Turned out the lady was walking a wiener-dog. It was dark so she strained to see what was on the end of my leash. She finally said, "oh, is that a squirrel?" I said "no madame, he's a Yorkie". I got Frank out of there ASAP. Hoping he didn't hear her.
I guess I knew it would catch up with me eventually. For years I have been an airplane enthusiast, always looking toward the sky every time i hear those engines. I can pretty much tell you what kind of airplane it is and where it is going, just by the sound and a quick glance up. I know the Buffalo airline schedule pretty much by heart. Just some weird interest I picked up when i was a kid. To get to sleep at night I begin running down every airline that serves Buffalo, which gates they use and which cities they fly into out of here. Am I crazy? Anyway, I had to go to the airport yesterday to pick up someone. As i drove around to the arrivals level, a plane was taking off and of course I had to get a good look at it. Next thing I knew I heard a loud bang and then that unmistakable "grinding" sound when you have a flat tire. Long story short. I hit the curb and blew a 4 inch hole in my tire. Oh, did you know that most late model cars don't have spare tires anymore? After a 20 minute search, nothing! Called the AAA, had the car towed to the dealer, called for someone to pick us up and take us home. Picked the car up the next day after shelling out $255 for a new tire. Guess I will make sure I am parked from now on when i indulge in my airplane spotting hobby.
Hi! It's been a while but I am back on the WKBW Blog. I apologize for my absence but I have a good reason. Nothing interesting has happened to me lately! Oh, I did go out to the airport one night to watch the luggage come in, but other than that..... I thought maybe i could write about what I did on my summer vacation, but I never had a summer vacation. I suppose I could give you an update on Frankie. A lot of people have asked about him since he last appeared on television. I decided to cancel his show (Friday's With Frankie) because he was just getting a little too big for his britches. Every time we went out to eat he would throw his name around and demand the best table! And then in true Irv Weinstein fashion, he would walk out without paying the bill! As Irv used to say, "I thought it was a freebie". Anyway, I'm going to let him come on with me for Halloween I guess, It's the only way to keep him quiet, and I am hoping his ego has subsided. We'll see, stay tuned.