It’s just before the top of the hour. The bright lights are shining up the studio and softening imperfections. The floor crew production team yells “Stand by!”, the assistant running teleprompter prepares to roll scripts and the anchors sit up straight and stare into the camera. The meteorologist, at least Terry and I, stand on a tailored wooden box to give us a little height behind the weather center. James is vertically privileged. It’s show time.
