Kevin Fischer is a veteran broadcaster, the recipient of over 150 major journalism awards from the Milwaukee Press Club, the Wisconsin Associated Press, the Northwest Broadcast News Association, the Wisconsin Bar Association, and others. He has been seen and heard on Milwaukee TV and radio stations for over three decades. A longtime aide to state Senate Republicans in the Wisconsin Legislature, Kevin can be seen offering his views on the news on the public affairs program, "InterCHANGE," on Milwaukee Public Television Channel 10, and heard filling in on Newstalk 1130 WISN. He lives with his wife, Jennifer, and their lovely young daughter, Kyla Audrey, in Franklin.
My blessed mother, God rest her soul, prepared me well for my first day of school.
Using inspirational tones nowhere near as forceful as Knute Rockne, Mom reassured me that school would be fun, enjoyable, a great new experience part of growing up to be a big boy.
It didn’t take much. I was convinced. Kindergarten? Bring it on!
Mom walked me into St. Anthony’s Grade School for the first time, through the front doors, up the dozen or so steps, straight down the hallway to the last room on the left. There were already plenty of kids there when we arrived, but they were all invisible, I only saw, and heard, two.
Sitting next to one another, poised on the piano bench were twins Keith and Kevin Krueger, in unison, screaming and crying bloody murder. A gentleman I later learned was Mr. Krueger was sweating a small pond. The other kids I eventually noticed were like statues, not moving at all, and in total shock.
Uhh, Mom, you said this was going to be fun.
I recall what happened next because the Kruegers and I talked about it for years to come. Using my already attained gift of gab, I went right up to the piano and told Keith and Kevin to calm down and relax because my mom told me everything would be just fine. And I’m pretty sure I tossed in, “Can I be your friend?”
IT WAS A MIRACLE, I TELL YOU!
Moments later, the flood of tears stopped. Keith, Kevin and Kevin started talking. Cries turned to smiles. Mr. Krueger’s blood pressure went down. The twins and I became close friends immediately. Sadly, I haven’t seen them since 1971.
I’m sure there are all kinds of ways to prepare a child for that first day of school. Fortunately, I’ve got some time to learn.
Whatever our good friends Jim and Michele did with their daughter, Emma Kaluzny, should be bottled and sold. Emma couldn’t wait for her first day of kindergarten at
You be the judge. I’m guessing sweet, lovely Emma was nowhere near the mess the Kruegers were almost 50 years ago.
Stay happy, Emma!