Uncle Bob back in the newsIt was either freshman or sophomore year at Mizzou, when the phone rang in 344 McDavid sometime after midnight on a Friday or Saturday night. Caller ID: blocked.
Hello?
Hey Woodward! Where's Bernstein?*click*
And then five or ten-ish minutes later...
Hello?
Hey Woodward! Who's Deep Throat?*click*
The Missouri J-School: Where even our prank calls are
journalism related.
So nice to see that now there is an answer to that second question.
For the record, "Uncle Bob" isn't my uncle, nor any other relation to me, as far as I can tell, though my family has taken to referring to him as such. And, of course, just about every J-school professor I had couldn't resist asking "Any relation?" Every once in a while, if I was feeling mischevious, I would say, no, I'm no relation to
Joanne. For the record, the only famous Woodward of relation is my sister
Karin, who has a line or two in "Troop Beverly Hills" and an equivalent role in Episode #10 of "The Wonder Years."