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Review by Forrest Preece

West Austin News Columnist, Forrest Preece

With The Bark Off: A Journalist’s Memories of LBJ and a Life in the News Media by Neal Spelce

published in the March 10, 2022 issue of West Austin News My life has intersected with Neal Spelce’s for over 50 years. On Aug. 1, 1966, I stood by him in the aftermath of the shooting at UT, listening as he was broadcasting. In the late 1970s, Neal and I had become friendly competitors in the advertising business. He was also a force in the Chamber of Commerce circles, had a lot to do with recruiting some of Austin’s major high tech companies, prepped speakers like Ann Richards and John McCain for the national spotlight, and arranged major events such as the opening of the LBJ Library and the funerals for both President Lyndon Johnson and Mrs. Johnson. Now, he has written a book about it all. With The Bark Off reveals the details about many of his life’s stories.

Photo by Joe Lee

That title is apropos, because Neal keeps it down-to-earth and highly entertaining all the way through. On another level, for those of us who have been around town for a while, this book is a history of Austin, with behind-the-scenes tales galore.


By the way, for anyone who thinks that Neal must have been the product of an upper-class upbringing and that he had an Ivy League education, uh, no. As the book relates, most of his youth, he and his brother Bennett were raised by their mother Fannie Lou -- a nurse who largely had to fend for the three of them by herself. (She later became known for her paintings, which reside in many important collections.) They moved from a small town in Arkansas to Raymondville to Tulsa to Berkeley, back to Arkansas, and then to Corpus Christi, where Neal finished high school at 16. In 1952, he came to the University of Texas, where on his first night in Austin, he walked from the campus to the State Capitol, wandered through the rotunda to marvel at the interior, and then headed out from there to admire the lights of downtown Austin.

Time and again in this riveting book, Neal harkens back to this sense of wonder and his instant ability to grasp the moment. In one telling passage, he says, “I’ve always believed that the hallmark a of a good journalist is curiosity, and moving to many new places and being exposed to many new things made me a curious person.”

That grasp of the moment is evident throughout the book – and through Neal’s words, the reader becomes the fly on the wall. And if you think the bark isn’t really off, I suggest reading what Neal heard Vice President Johnson call Nehru to another world leader in May 1961. That trip to Vietnam, India, Pakistan, Taiwan, and Greece was exciting for a 25-year-old. Neal even got to hear Edith Piaf sing in an Athens nightclub.


When he was the news anchor for KEYE-TV in 1998, Neal was thinking that there might be a historical father/son presidency in the offing. With some of that Spelce magic working for him, Neal managed to set up an interview with the two Bushes in a boat while they were fishing.

Neal’s journey through life has had many paths. The “ascendancy” of LBJ and the attention it brought to Austin. The assassination and the Johnson presidential years. The sniper rampage at UT that brought Neal’s reporting to national attention. The 1972 Civil Rights Symposium shortly before Johnson’s death, where he famously took a nitroglycerin tablet to quell the pains in his chest. Then there are Neal’s days in the advertising and public relations business. By the way, the negotiation that Neal worked with a furious Darrell Royal for a man named Marriott is jaw-dropping.

The adventures go on and on, with fascinating details scattered all along the way, up to current times, when Neal has had a broadcast journalism studio named for him in UT’s Moody College of Communication.

He says that he has tried to shine a little light on the oft-told tales about President Johnsen and other luminaries around town. After reading his book, I agree that many corners have been brightened -- and then some. I highly recommend it for old-timers and newcomers to Austin alike.


Neal Spelce’s autobiography is an entertaining read, especially for Austinites.

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About Forrest Preece

Forrest is a longtime Austinite who was witness to 1966 UT Tower Shooting. A renown columnist of the long-running newspaper, West Austin News Preece is a former advertising executive, an organizer for the UT Tower Memorial, as well as a board member and patron for numerous civic and community organizations.




Updated: Dec 7, 2021


With the Bark Off is available where books are sold.

An excerpt from With the Bark Off has been published in The University of Texas College of Liberal Arts magazine, Life and Letters. (It was the College of Arts and Sciences back in the good ole days!)


Here is an excerpt of the article:


The following is an excerpt of With the Bark Off: A Journalist’s Memories of LBJ and a Life in the News Media by Neal Spelce and Thomas Zigal. Both authors are graduates of the College of Liberal Arts at The University of Texas at Austin, which was still the College of Arts and Sciences when Spelce received his bachelor’s degrees in 1958. Spelce enrolled in the Plan II Honors Program in 1952 as a 16-year-old freshman. The program grounded him for his additional degrees – also received in 1958 – in Journalism and Radio and Television. The book was published in September 2021 by The Dolph Briscoe Center for American History at The University of Texas at Austin.

A Page From Neal's 1958 University of Texas Yearbook & Today

Both sides Journalism

When Barry Goldwater was running against LBJ in 1964, the Republican presidential nominee booked a campaign stop in Austin, in the heart of LBJ country. Goldwater was a pilot, and he flew his own plane, a fairly large DC-3. We reporters headed out to the old Mueller airport in East Austin, and when Goldwater rolled to a stop on the landing strip, we were out there with our cameras. His supporters were there, too. He pushed open the pilot window and stuck his head out and waved to the crowd. “I’m glad to be here,” he said. “When I took off from Phoenix, they asked me if I’d ever been to Austin and if I knew where it was. I said, ‘No, I’ve never been to Austin, but I’m gonna fly east and when I get to a fairly good-sized city with only one TV tower, I’m going to land.’”


Read the entire article here: https://bit.ly/NS_LifeLetters


Many thanks to Tom Zigal, whose contribution to my memoir as well as this article was invaluable!


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Photo: TSHA Online via Austin American-Statesman

With football season kicking into high gear, readers of the sports pages – and even those following economic news – will see the University of Texas stadium name “Darrell K Royal Texas Memorial Stadium” pop up frequently.


Photo: Darrell K Royal Research Fund

What about this guy whose name is on a massive facility? Did he give mega-bucks to UT like those whose names you see on most of the buildings around the Austin campus and, in fact, on university campuses nationwide? Nope. Sports fans will tell you he was just a football coach. And they can recite his amazing record.


But you need to understand Darrell to get the full meaning of the stadium name. First of all, he was a small-town country boy (in Oklahoma, of all places). He was “rescued” from Hollis, OK, because as a natural athlete, he earned an education while on a football scholarship at Oklahoma University. He excelled as a player and as a “learner” under one of the nation’s best coaches, Bud Wilkinson.


He moved through mostly-minor coaching ranks as a young man, until one day in 1956 my KTBC-TV news director turned to me and said “Neal, who the hell is Darrell Royal?” I was a part-time reporter and asked “Why?” “Because UT just hired him as its football coach to take over after the Longhorns won only one game last year.”

Turns out, I knew about Darrell Royal because he was in the same fraternity at OU, Delta Upsilon, that I was a member of at UT, and I followed his career in the frat quarterly magazine. That link became the linchpin to a lifelong relationship with Darrell and his wife, Edith, that I write about extensively in my memoir, With the Bark Off.


But that’s another story. Back to the point. Darrell didn’t donate a buncha bucks to get his name on the stadium. His down-home, country-boy, witty personality helped him become enormously popular (signs popped up: “Darrell Royal for Governor”).

So, when UT decided to make another major stadium expansion long after Darrell retired from coaching and was spending his days golfing, the fund-raisers contacted wealthy alums with a pitch like: “Everybody loves Darrell so let’s truly honor one of the greatest guys to impact UT and re-name the stadium in perpetuity for Darrell.” Bingo! The dollar floodgates opened. Darrell’s name was added to the existing Texas Memorial Stadium that honored veterans.


By the way, that’s not a typo at the end of the first sentence. Darrell dropped the period after his middle initial. I don’t know why.



I interviewed Coach Royal in 1969 when the installation of Astroturf was making news.


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