The best remembrances of the late Huell Howser are the ones that remind this Tennessean had not a single thing to regret, no missed opportunities to ponder. While Howser checked out far too early, it was on the wings of a bountiful and joyful life force.
A KCET blog post shared by the station’s VP Bohdan Zachary is one such fitting tribute. There are great anecdotes about crossing Howser during a pledge drive and running into him years later at a popular Palm Springs Mexican restaurant. There’s also this startling memory from just a few days ago:
Huell appeared in my dream. Out of the blue, for no reason. I’d not watched his show for weeks nor thought about him. In my dream, I realized I was in New York City with Huell and he was asking me about the place I called home for a decade before moving to California. Huell had lived there for a bit as well. In the dream, Huell drew me into a conversation about the Manhattan I knew and loved. There were no short snappy soundbites. Just one continuous shot.