TV legend Tom Snyder, of Tomorrow fame in the 1970s, died a decade ago at age 71.
Well, that's what he wants you to think.
But Revolution 21 has it on good authority that the impish, acerbic NBC anchorman and interviewer -- last seen enveloped in a cloud of cigarette smoke and wearing a tan leisure suit -- actually snuck off to sunny Florida in 2007.
But he didn't stray far from a TV camera and a microphone.
WELL, we're not sure of all the how-tos and wherefores, but a highly reliable source at a Macedonian investigative-news website says the "death" and re-emergence of Snyder went something like this:
Sometime late in 2007, he made his way to central Florida. At some point, he immersed himself in the rejuvenating waters of de Leòn's lost wonder of the New World, then took up meteorology.
Tom Snyder, born again in the magic waters, took on the identity of "Matt Devitt," it is said. The old TV fixture -- once so ubiquitous and recognizable that Dan Ackroyd built a career parodying him on Saturday Night Live -- had undone most telltale signs of his old existence.
He could lose the leisure suits and the cloud of smoke. He could lose the groovy '70s hairdo. He could lose the past several decades, and lose the public's attention. He could lose his old specialty and pick up a new one.
What he couldn't leave behind, though, was that voice. The mannerisms. His way with words. The impishness.
"Matt Devitt," WINK television weatherman. Yeah, whatever you say "Mr. Devitt."
We'll play along. But you're not really fooling anybody . . . Tom.
We've learned to recognize fake news when we see it. And we damn well know that Tom Snyder will never die. He'll just go to Florida and dunk himself in the old explorer's saving waters as needed.
But don't worry, Tom. We won't tell Rona where you are.