Kevin Fischer is a veteran broadcaster, the recipient of over 150 major journalism awards from the Milwaukee Press Club, the Wisconsin Associated Press, the Northwest Broadcast News Association, the Wisconsin Bar Association, and others. He has been seen and heard on Milwaukee TV and radio stations for over three decades. A longtime aide to state Senate Republicans in the Wisconsin Legislature, Kevin can be seen offering his views on the news on the public affairs program, "InterCHANGE," on Milwaukee Public Television Channel 10, and heard filling in on Newstalk 1130 WISN. He lives with his wife, Jennifer, and their lovely young daughter, Kyla Audrey, in Franklin.
The Fischer family was on the Summerfest grounds this past Tuesday to celebrate Kids Fest. My wife always says as we embark on one of these adventures, “Gee, I wonder who’s going to come up and say they know you today?”
It’s that whole “power of television” thing. And on this day, it didn’t take very long.
We were barely past the mid gate and Kyla wanted to go in the Bo Black fountains. So she went to the restroom to change into her Disney Princess swimsuit and ran right into the sprinkling water, at the same time shouting to me, “C’mon Daddy, let’s get soaked!”
I obliged my young daughter and I was, indeed, starting to get soaked when a gentleman around my age made a beeline for me.
“I know you. You’re that guy.”
Here’s where I generally feign ignorance and/or humility because I have no idea what the next exclamation will be.
“You know me from somewhere? Must be that picture in the post office.”
“No, you’re that guy on blankety-blank on blankety-blank. I watch you all the time.”
He was there with his grandchildren who were also rollicking in the water.
With a fair amount of pride, the man somewhat bragged that he was the recent subject of a Jim Stingl column in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. He proceeded to tell me why he made the Stingl cut and it truly was a great story.
We joked quite a bit about nothing in particular between my soakings with Kyla. After he left I observed that every time I looked over at or spoke with this good guy, Larry Bilda, he was all smiles.
I totally understand why.