Monday, January 11, 2010
Picturing Pat
“Don’t you think he looks like a big old Razorback hog?” Phil North asked me early on. Yeah, I did!
Describing Pat reminds me of the fable of the six blind men who went to look at an elephant. One touched the side of the beast and said the elephant was like a wall. Another grabbed its tail and said the elephant was like a rope. The one who felt its trunk said the elephant was like a python, and so on. They each had a little piece, but none of ‘em had the whole picture. That’s how it was (and will probably always be) with Pat.
His exterior was not a pretty sight—I wrestled with the word “ugly” but it lost on points. Let’s just say he was scary-looking. To the point where a kid from Friendship decided that George wasn’t so bad after all.
Pat was HUGE. He’d have gone 300 pounds easy. Like George, he was over six feet (it occurs to me now that 1971 was a good year for tall idols) and belted his pants halfway up a beer belly gone wild. He never wore a tie at work, probably because there was no off-the-rack shirt in this world that would button around such a neck as he had.
His dishwater-blond hair, the line of which started way up his forehead, was somewhere between a crew cut and a flat top. It was never longer than three-quarters of an inch and it laid in every possible direction. He had jowls like Jabba The Hutt and the upper right portion of his forehead was adorned with what they told me was a whiskey knot.
His voice was the opposite of Jennings’—nasal and shrill and LOUD. When he was chewing somebody’s butt to bloody shreds in his office up front, you could hear it VERY clearly all the way to the back door. I ran outside more than a few times, fearing the roof would blow right off from one of his tirades.
His desk was legendary. How it did not collapse from the weight of the papers stacked on it I will never know. It was a monument to clutter, a doctoral thesis of apparent disorganization. Yet you could ask Pat for Pulse ratings numbers from 1964 and he could whip ‘em out in under three seconds. Once, during one of his rare vacations, Eloise Copeland, Celeste Dozier and Eula Mae Caldwell (three of the great women without whom KAAY would NOT have functioned) had the temerity to clean off his desk and carefully file every document away. When Pat returned, the fecal matter immediately struck the blades of the rotating ventilation device. I was not there, but I am told the air turned purple before it went black. Pat said it took him nearly a month before he could find anything again.
Lest I leave you with the impression that Pat Walsh was the cigar-chomping evil twin of Lou Grant on steroids (with none of Mr. Grant’s charm), let me point out that Pat was the greatest General Manager that KAAY ever had. You can’t find anybody to refute that. Nobody who came after him was worthy of polishing his Buick station wagon. He was the first—and probably only—GM in the history of Lin Broadcasting who ever billed a million dollars from a stand-alone AM station in a calendar year. The decline of KAAY can be placed squarely at the feet of whatever idiot it was at Multimedia (to whom Lin sold the station in 1976) who thought it would be a good idea to replace Pat. KAAY began to lose its mojo on the day when I watched Pat clean out his office.
Here is the essence of Pat Walsh: in the early summer of 1971, I had moved to Little Rock to fill in for vacationing DJs. My status went from part-time to full-time and I worked for fully a month without a day off. The payroll at Lin lagged a week or so behind, and the paycheck I got wouldn’t even cover my rent. I went to Pat about it and he pulled a roll of twenty-dollar bills out of his pocket that staggered me. He peeled off a hundred dollars—which was some MONEY back then—and told me to let him know if I needed more.
Years later, when I reminded him of the incident and thanked him again, HE DIDN’T EVEN REMEMBER IT! Eloise Copeland summed it up for me: “Oh, that’s just Pat. He’d have done that for anybody.”
Pat Walsh raised me from a pup. He didn’t have to give me the time of day, but I guess he saw something in me that was worth cultivating. He would never answer my questions directly, preferring to make me think for myself—to figure things out the way he had always done. He PUSHED me into what I am today and I thank his splendid memory for it.
I have only one big regret about our long relationship. I never did tell him that I loved him.
But I think he knew.
David B. Treadway
Doc Holiday VII
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Bobbie Walsh, Wife Of Pat Walsh, Passes On To Radio Heaven
Thanks to Richard Robinson, on Facebook...the entire message here:
"For
those KAAY fans who knew or knew of J. Pat Walsh, who was a manager of
KAAY and a broadcast media consultant for many years in Little Rock, I
have some sad news to report. His widow, Bobbie Walsh, died on August
18, 2020. Her graveside service was held on Saturday. Bobbie loved the
Arkansas Razorbacks, Pat Walsh and her family. When Pat was managing
KAAY, Bobbie used to sit at home, listening to the competing stations
and taking down the names of all of their advertisers for use by the
sales staff at KAAY. I'm posting the link to her online obituary for
your information. I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Walsh when I
interviewed Pat in their home and later Bobbie after Pat's death. It
was a pleasure to know her and I am sorry to hear of her passing."
https://www.arkansasonline.com/obituaries/2020/aug/21/bobbie-walsh-2020-08-21
Thank you, Richard, for your info on this....
Bud S. (staceys4@hotmail.com)
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Herbie Byrd and Pat Walsh
This is an interesting point, because Walsh did not think highly of employees who jumped to another station in Little Rock from KAAY. In fact, he had a hard and fast rule that if a staff member, especially a disc jockey, went to another station in the Little Rock market, he would never rehire that person back at KAAY. You may wonder why, given the fact that KAAY was the dominant station in the market, that anyone would want to do that. But some of them did. Probably the most historic case was Howard Watson, who was one of the "Ken Knights" on KAAY. Howard left KAAY for KMYO ("Cameo") in LIttle Rock and tried to take the moniker Ken Knight with him. KAAY sued him and won. As a result, KMYO held a contest to give him a new name. The listeners dubbed him "Len Day." This was ironic, because KAAY was owned at that time by the LIN (Louisville-Indianapolis-Nashville) Broadcasting Corporation, and some thought that this was a jab at them. Both Howard and the station denied it, of course.
It was obvious in my conversation with Walsh that he had the greatest respect for Herbie Byrd, both as a broadcast journalist and as a person. The two remained close friends through the years, even after Walsh retired from radio. Herbie Byrd was the consummate professional in Arkansas radio news, and Pat Walsh knew it.
Richard Robinson
Monday, August 11, 2014
Bob Steel, A.K.A. "Michael O'Sullivan" Checks In!
Here we go! Without further delay, is what Bob sent me for the blog:
"It was nice to hear from you. I worked at KAAY in the News Department Monday through Fridays and on Saturday mornings I did “Solid Gold Weekend” until noon. We all worked six to seven days a week but always at least six. They gave me the name Michael O’Sullivan. Michael O’Sullivan was actually the Chief Accounting Officer for the LIN Broadcasting System. I thought that was kinda funny because I was never very good with math and I thought Bob Steel was a pretty good air name. It’s my real name too! Pat Walsh explained to me that he had purchased signs on the back of Yellow Cabs with caricatures of the jocks –and if any of them left, he didn’t have to change the signs. “You're Michael O’Sullivan,” he said.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Pat Walsh
"Next Thursday Jan. 21st will mark the 10th anniversary of Pat Walsh's death. Hard to believe its been 10 yrs. since he passed away. Knew he died in Jan. sometime and went to the library to find the exact date. Read in his obit. that he spent a majority of 2005 hospitalized due to an infection he received from surgery in 2004. Thought you would want to mark the solemn anniversary."

Friday, January 8, 2010
Wilson Pickett And Pat Walsh
I was parked at Norwood’s Freez-King in Friendship with the windows of my mother’s 1965 Ford Galaxie 500 rolled down and the radio blasting KAAY, sitting on the fenders with a couple of friends. We didn’t have coins for the jukebox, but that Ford radio pumped pretty good.
The Earth tilted when a new song came on. The drums and the horns got my attention right away, but I was not prepared for the singer. “I’m gonna wait til the midnight hour…” It was the howl of some caveman between bites of raw mammoth meat. “That’s when my love comes tumblin’ down…” It was the glory shout of a gospel singer in the grip of the Holy Ghost. “Gonna take you, girl, and hold you…” John Lennon’s feral “Twist And Shout” was suddenly tamed. Wilson Pickett had brought Soul Music to Friendship—and all I wanted was more!
Over the next couple of years, KAAY played everything Pickett released. (I remember Sonny Martin yelling “Pick it, Wilson!” over an intro.) “Mustang Sally” literally made me jump up and down. “634-5789” put a groove on me that I’ve still got. I don’t think I’d have survived my sixteenth summer without “Funky Broadway.”
It was during this time that Pat Walsh became General Manager of KAAY. I reckon it as the Second Stage of the Golden Age. In my own teenage wasteland, The Mighty 1090 was always playing the latest Soul hits, be they Motown, Stax, Atlantic and/or Muscle Shoals. I wouldn’t learn about Pat for a few more years—but the big station in Little Rock that he commanded was part of my life just as sure as breathing.
Pat was generally hands-off when it came to what records were played on KAAY. He hired the right people and let them do their thing. However, he always said that a hit song was a hit song; didn’t matter if it was Soul or Country or Rock and Roll. If it was a hit, he wanted it on the air. I guess it was Pat who kept the Pickett hits coming. I knew there was something I liked about him!
Fast forward to December of 2005. My wife, Pat (!), and I were driving to the airport for a Christmastime visit to our son in California when I got to thinking about Pickett. My fantasy involved him somehow being on the same flight and I would be the only person on the plane who recognized him. Well, that didn’t happen—but I believe I know why I was thinking of him that day. Less than a month later, he was dead.
And less than a week after that, Pat Walsh was dead. Funny how life works out, huh? No, wait. There ain’t a thing funny about losing two men who were so important to me, so close together! I owe them both more than I can ever repay. I hope they get a good chuckle when they read this Up There.
I hate January.
David B. Treadway
Doc Holiday VII
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Answers At Last (David B. Treadway)
It only took a few days in that wonderful new facility to convince me that something was Not Right. There were some intangibles that had not made the move with us. That old KAAY Spirit never set foot in the new building. The magic just did not transfer when the people did. For years, I wondered where it went, and now I see that it already had been killed off. It was dead before we tore out the last turntable in the old studio.
There were a couple of craters in the Promised Land. Operations Manager Wayne Moss was gone, along with General Manager Pat Walsh. They had both been replaced shortly after LIN Broadcasting sold the station to Multimedia, and if the new guys had a clue at all, it didn't show. Yeah, that's my opinion, but you'd have no trouble finding other insiders who'd be a bunch more blunt.
Replacing Pat Walsh was a huge and fatal mistake. You're getting rid of the only GM in LIN Broadcasting's radio division who once billed a million dollars in one year with a stand-alone AM station? "There ain't but one set of ratings that matters a damn, and that's how much money did you make." Pat told me that when I was 26 and I have yet to meet anyone who can counter it.
The image of Pat Walsh as a hardboiled, obnoxious, money-mad ogre is a fair one--and I believe he cultivated it. But there was a lot more to Pat. His genius was in his belief that you hire the best possible person for the job, then just let them do it. Reward them when they succeed, chew their hindquarters like a starving alligator when they fail--but leave them alone as much as possible and let them work!
Wayne Moss thought like Pat. If you were good enough to be on the air at KAAY, you didn’t need somebody hovering over you. If you screwed up beyond a certain point, Wayne would be on you like two coats of paint (ask me how I know this), but he mostly laid out the path and trusted you to follow it.
The new Multimedia Program Director seemed to take pride in being the exact opposite of Wayne. It was like he never trusted his staff. It seemed as if he was waiting for us to mess up so he could pounce. Very quickly, the perception was that we couldn't be counted on to do our jobs properly, that we needed constant correction. It was a rude slap that long-timers deeply resented, and I think it was a main reason that Sonny Martin III soon bailed out for a new gig at KSSN across town. It wouldn't be too long until Bob Robbins followed him.
You can't be trusted to do your job. Somebody's got to watch you at every moment. There's the difference between KAAY's glory days and the shell it soon became. It's an attitude that's been stifling and crippling Radio from that day to this. It's such a simple thing that it's taken me nearly forty years to figure it out: complete control destroys the soul.
I don't blame New PD 1 for the way he ran things, nor do I blame the ten or twelve who followed him for their methods. Likewise, New GM 1 was just doing things the Multimedia way--as were the half dozen or so who came after him (all of this turnover in well under ten years). The blame rightly belongs to Multimedia Radio, which could not stay out of its own way long enough to let KAAY function.
I look back now and am reminded of the day in April 2011 when I touched the ruins of that glorious RCA BTA 50-F transmitter in Wrightsville. All they had to do was leave it alone…
David B. Treadway
Doc Holiday VII
The Last PD
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Jerry Sims' Memories Of Pat Walsh
I was too embarrassed to talk to my dad about the money. I went to Pat and asked if it was possible to get an advance on my pay. He listened to my story and told me that it was a policy of Lin Broadcasting to never advance anyone pay. I turned to leave Pat's office when I heard him say...."but that doesn't keep me from giving you the money personally. Just keep it between us." That was Pat. I feel free now to let y'all know. He was my boss and my friend.
Also on hearing the stories of the famous, loud butt chewings.....Funny, but Pat never said anything cross or otherwise to me about my time on the air. Also, not much from A.J.either. Mostly just good or constructive. (like how to say K A A Y without running the two A's together...and they had stopped us from using K- Double- A- Y) The other character in David B's post, G.J.J., a great radio newsman, was not my boss. We got along when we needed to.
Jerry Sims..The Middle....Sonny Martin
Thursday, December 3, 2009
David B. Treadway Comments Re: The Cash Cruiser
Pat's Cruiser cut-ins always had the William Tell Overture (think "Lone Ranger" theme) playing in the background. I don't know whose idea it was, but I found it hilarious.
The Cash Cruiser was a huge green International Harvester vehicle. I can't remember if the designation was "TravelAll" or "Scout" (before the latter was re-introduced as a smaller rig), but it was an SUV decades before that concept appeared.
The phone system in the Cruiser was mounted on the transmission hump in the front floorboard. It had eight lighted pushbuttons, labeled A through H. In order to place a call, one had to be listening through the handset while punching through the buttons to find a channel that was not busy. Then, one had to use a rotary dial to call the station hotline!
I don't know how Pat did it all without crashing into other cars, but he did an amazing number of things that looked impossible to us mortals. The rest of us would generally do a Cash Cruiser run in pairs, one to drive and the other to work the phone.
Working for Pat Walsh was a wonderful experience after one got over being scared to death of him. There are hundreds of Walsh Stories, the great majority of them eloquently profane. I will search my memory banks to see if I've got one clean enough to post.
I know I say this too often, but it's especially true of Pat: We'll not see the likes of him again!
David B. Treadway
Doc Holiday VII
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
More Pat Walsh Comments
Pat Walsh reminds me of Robert Hyland. Hyland ran KMOX (CBS Radio) from 1960 until his death in 1992. He pioneered the "At Your Service" format which put KMOX in double digit ratings and annual sales figures in the millions. Hyland was ruthless, but had a keen sense of sales and programming talent--something one doesn't see very often.
Perhaps it takes a certain degree of ruthlessness to make things work, as long as its backed with intelligence, integrity, and an ability to see the big picture. It sounds like Pat Walsh had all of those qualities.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Pat Walsh, A Historical First, And The Razorbacks
The "historical first" mentioned above was when KFMQ made Arkansas history by airing the first play-by-play broadcast of the Razorback football game on Saturday, September 27, 1924. This was a practice game between the Arkansas Razorbacks and Northeastern Oklahoma Teachers College, at Razorback Field. The announcer was A. W. "Johnnie" Porter from the sidelines. Even another microphone was placed to get the crowd's reaction and the referee's whistle!
Pat Walsh was a big Razorback fan. Here, from A. J. Lindsey's blog is what is called Pat's personal Razorback tape (click on the link):
http://kaay.podomatic.com/player/web/2007-05-19T14_19_43-07_00
I'll bet Pat is still rootin'! This recording is 31+ minutes long, so get a cool beverage of your choice, sit back and turn the sound up!
Bud S. (staceys4@hotmail.com)
Friday, October 28, 2011
A Couple Of "Steve Scott" Stories
"In the two years I worked there, I did 1630-2300 (4:30 to 11:00 PM) hrs. M-F. From 1630 (4:30 PM) I did production. and at 1900 (7:00 PM) I took over the board to run 'THE WORLD TOMORROW' -Garner Ted Armstrong- which was an hour long program. We were located in the old Dr's bldg. (W. 7th Street) across the street from the State Capital and I lived less than a mile away. I'd run home and get my dog (FUNKY FUGLY! That was his on-the-air name!!) and get on back to the station hoping the pre-recorded tape didn't break while I was gone!! At 2000 (8:00 PM) it was time to rock-n-roll!! Nobody in the building at that time except me and Fugly, so I'd just let him run through the building until I needed 'him' to help me read the weather!! He was the ugliest PEEK-a-POO in the World. He would get on my lap while I was 'doing' the weather and I could make him growl and bark and he modulated the 50kw GIANT very well!! At 2300 (11:00 PM), it switched over the transmitter site for BEAKER STREET and me and Fugly headed home, where I went back on-the-air 80 meters ssb (Ham radio, folks bs).
One day I came in at 1630 (4:30 PM) and of course started the day by answering fan mail to me and Fugly (he got his share). When I checked my mailbox, it was stuffed with paper-towels & CRAP!! (literally). Seems as though Fugly had been going into Pat Walsh's office to take a dump on occasion!!! Pat had picked it up & stuffed into my mail box!!! I got the hint! BTW: Pat kept his door closed at night after that!!!!"
Oh, boy...good thing Pat Walsh was who he was, kind soul and all! So, Steve makes another Ham who worked at KAAY! A lot of Hams who got off the air (engineers, too) couldn't wind down right away, so they got on the air in amateur mode and talked themselves down- or into the sunrise, whichever occurred first!
I remember when Art Bell, W6OBB, was on the AM broadcast band airwaves overnight, "AM Coast-To-Coast"; he would also get on the amateur airwaves after his shift and he had a weird cult following there, as well. The frequency was 3.840 MHz in lower sideband mode, and one could continue to listen to odd goings-on. But this wasn't about Art Bell, it is about KAAY personnel, namely "Steve Scott"!
Steve currently resides here in the Mobile, AL area and worked at the local powerhouse, WABB before retirement. We hope to hear from him again very soon...thank you, Steve!
Bud S. (staceys4@hotmail.com)