Amid the paroxysms of reminiscence about Walter Cronkite, one must reflect on his role as a skilled news reader. As such, he was an elocutionary paragon, less actor than salesman.
Where is there a salesman who would not have done anything for his on-air sincerity and avuncular integrity? He was Uncle Walter, in the right place at right time to become one of our many icons, a sort of household god such as the old Romans kept on their mantle, someone to turn to at dinnertime five days a week to find out how things were.
Yay Walter, he’s our man; if he can’t convince us what to think, nobody can! was our shout-out, lo these many years ago.