Walter Hoving

I have just a few words about a much maligned man.

I remember way back in the 70′s when we first met and he hired me to work in the kitchen at Oodles of Noodles on Lincoln . . . AND he paid me! That same summer he hired our band, the VKB, to play for the first North Lincoln Avenue (now Taste of Lincoln Avenue – north of Fullerton to Wrightwood) Street Fair in Chicago. He organized the whole shebang. He had us playing on the back of a flatbed truck with a generator as we went back and forth, along that stretch of Lincoln  Avenue.

You know, he took  my brother off the street and gave him a place to stay and something to do for as long as need be, ’til it was time to move on.

Check out the internet and you’ll see a whole ‘nother story, but I’m here to say I never let him hurt me, and he never did.

Walter, shine on.

             Fred