I know that this will be a surprise to regular readers of this blog that
I love radio, especially its history. There are some old time radio shows that
I really enjoy. About ten years ago, one of my favorite radio actors was to be the
guest of honor at a dinner of the Radio Enthusiasts of Puget Sound. Of course I wanted to go, but I wouldn’t know anyone there.
Not wanting to be late, I arrived at the restaurant about forty-five
minutes early. I was told that the room was not ready yet but I could wait in the
bar. As I entered the bar I saw a man in a suit, an unusual sight in Seattle. What was also unusual about this man was that he stood only four-and-a-half
feet tall. I knew I was in the right place.
I must have looked like a fish out of water. This man walked up to me
and asked, "Are you here for the REPS dinner?”
After I said that I was, He said, “Well that’s what I am here for, too.
Hi, I’m Dick Beals.” I introduced myself and we talked for a few minutes.
I had never heard the name before, but I was to discover that I had
heard that voice. Oh, had I heard that voice. Davey from “Davey and Goliath,” Gumby,
Speedy Alka Seltzer. If you have ever heard a radio episode of Gunsmoke where
there was a young boy, he was the young boy. He played boys in several radio
episodes of Dragnet.
It is not his resume that made him memorable to me. What made him
memorable was that he was a real, honest, gracious gentleman. Later in the evening it was still
obvious that I really didn’t know anyone in the room. Two hours after our brief
conversation in the bar, after he made the keynote speech about the guest of honor,
he came over to me and said, “Matt, are you having a good time?” Two hours
later, not only did he come over
to see how I was doing, he remembered my name.
In the days following that dinner I found a copy of his autobiography on
Amazon. The book gave insight into
what it was like to be a radio actor. The book also told how he managed a
Little League team – a team of physically and mentally challenged players – and that team won their league championship. He would not allow anyone to intimidate or demean him. He would treat everyone with respect and expected the same in return. He earned that respect.
Dick Beals was an inspirational man. Even though he stood only four foot
six, he stood tall. I only met him that one evening, but it was a memorable
meeting for me.
Mr. Beals has passed away at the age of 85. Rest in peace, sir.
