Uncle Barky says so, and I believe him. Because he’s a better reporter than Tim. I mean, look at all the numbers!
He calls Dungan a “classy guy,” which is true. But that does remind me of the first time I met him, which he won’t remember and which he’ll be mortified that I type here. I was a journalism student at SMU (my journalism teacher: Jim Schutze…it’s true!), and I was assigned a profile on a local news personality. I chose Channel 8’s Tracy Rowlett, who graciously talked to me for a solid hour and handled questions like, “Is Dennis Holder right? Can your newscast fairly be called, ‘Four Old White Guys Sitting Around Talking?'” At one point, Dungan walked by and Rowlett pleaded good naturedly, “Hey, Troy, take my place, will you? This is killing me.” Dungan, in bow tie and suit, classy as ever, took one look at my tape recorder, mustache, and bi-level haircut, smiled and said cheerily, “No f—ing way!” Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it, Pete Delkus!
