Rebecca Eaton Remembers Russell Baker
(January 24, 2019) Russell Baker always said he wanted to be the guy who FOLLOWED the guy who followed Alistair Cooke as the host of MASTERPIECE. But he filled those shoes beautifully with his own all-American, literate, and deceptively plain-spoken style. We loved him.
He initially turned down the job when we approached him. In addition to that first excuse, he told me “Only a fool or a suicidal maniac would take over from Cooke.” Interestingly, Alistair, too, had rebuffed the early invitations to host the program. He sent the executive producer off to pursue three other possible hosts, all of whom were dead. Which he knew.
In both cases, Alistair’s and Russell’s, it was their families who convinced them to say yes. Apparently, Russell’s daughter Kasia warned him that if he didn’t take the job, he’d end up in his basement office, writing New York Times columns for the rest of his life. A damp, dark fate.
We enjoyed Russell’s professional company for ten years. From 1993 to 2004. He introduced 106 programs. Several times a year, he’d fly up from Leesburg, Virginia, not far from the town where he was born, to the WGBH studios in Boston. He charmed everyone…the director, the lighting crew, the stage manager, the make-up person. He loved the sense of community….probably in contrast to his lonely basement. He found his television work odd, interesting, and entertaining. He had to adjust to expressing big ideas and lots of plot information in very few words.”It’s like doing a ballet in a phone booth,” he famously, and frequently, said. And he struggled mightily to keep his hands still. Whenever he would read from the teleprompter, his hands would get restless and move around, trying to type. They seemed to remember his early years as a daily journalist, on deadline. We tried everything to convince Russell to keep them still…stern instructions, a book to hold, duct tape…
In between takes and during lighting changes, he’d stretch out his long legs and tell us great stories about duplicitous characters in Washington politics, then and now, and the plots of his favorite Hollywood movies. He could do a perfect John Wayne walk.
When Russell retired he said that hosting MASTERPIECE had been a second college education for him. It required him to re-read all the great British classic novels – Bleak House, Jane Eyre, Daniel Deronda, etc – that he had misunderstood as a callow young undergraduate at Johns Hopkins University.
Today, at MASTERPIECE, we are remembering his writing gift, his lovely low voice, his chuckle and grin when something struck him as amusing or ironic (often), and his deep generosity of spirit. He was an American democrat, a man of the people, set in the midst of the best of British drama. And we thank him.
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