I met Bob Cole too late. I had taken journalism in high school, but left that behind when I came to Trenton State College.
I took a Journalism 101 course in an effort to satisfy some credits and fell in love with this big bear of a guy with little round glasses and a big laugh. When I heard he was teaching an honors course on the depiction of the journalist in film, I signed up immediately.
What a great class. In addition to the classic journalist-in-film movies (i.e. “All The President’s Men), Bob introduced me to one of my favorite movies of all time, Billy Wilder’s “Ace in the Hole” – a fictionalization of the Floyd Collins cave trapping.
Whenever one of these movies comes on TV, I think of Bob. I think of how the casting of the plates for the newspaper press coincides with the casting credit in “Absence of Malice,” and how my first student TV project opened with a long dolly shot down a hallway of New Res, much like Fuller’s Shock Corridor did – well, except Fuller used a mental institution … (well maybe it’s not as different as I thought).
Bob taught me a way of looking at things. There aren’t many professors that made that much of an impression on me, but Bob is one of the rare few … and I’m not the only one. Thanks, Bob.