About Me
I was born on July 23, 1940, in Riverside, California, and raised in California and in Prescott, Arizona, with younger brother Fred, where my father owned a cattle ranch. After a self-described “horrible adolescence†in which I changed schools frequently and my parents divorced when I was fifteen, I left high school, joined the Marine Corps, and the marine band.
After my discharge at the age of nineteen,I had unsuccessful stints as a window dresser, and as a rock-n-roll musician with my brother. For a time, I was homeless, and found shelter in Laundromats. In 1961 I hitchhiked to Arizona, where I worked in uranium and copper mines,I made another attempt at a recording career, and worked as a brakeman for Southern Pacific Railroad. An injury sustained on the job earned me a cash settlement and a chance to play the music he and my brother loved, working as a disc jockey.
I got his start at a small radio station in Palmdale, California, in 1968. After establishing myself and my brand of witty, somewhat coarse and controversial, humor, I moved on to Cleveland. During an on-air gag in California, where I ordered 1,200 hamburgers from a fast-food restaurant, I earned the distinction of inspiring a new Federal Communications Commission ruling that demanded radio personalities to identify themselves when telephoning listeners. In Cleveland, my style earned legions of fans, and also critics who urged a boycott of my show.
In 1971, I made a big move to WNBC in New York City, where I started Imus in the Morning, and continued his brand of “insult humor.†No one was exempt from my ridicule, including the station’s management and his own sponsors. Though at the top of his game on-air, I battled addictions to alcohol and drugs, and became unreliable and difficult to work with. I was fired in 1977 for my conduct. I made my first stab at recovery, returned to Cleveland to clean up my act, and was subsequently brought back to New York in 1979, only to return to my addictions. MY morning show thrived nonetheless for a few years, but competition from FM stations threatened. My health continually declined and in 1987,I finally sought treatment.
Despite being in the middle of a media maelstrom,I moved forward with my commitment to charity work. I hosted the 18th annual WFAN Radiothon before my suspension went into effect. The fund-raiser benefited the Imus Ranch, the Tomorrows Children’s Fund, and the CJ Foundation for SIDS. Since 1990 I have championed children's health charities, raising money for research into pediatric cancer and sudden infant death syndrome, and construction of a Don Imus/WFAN Pediatric Center for Tomorrow’s Children at the Hackensack (New Jersey) Medical Center. I divorced my first bitch wife cause she never wanted to fuck so I booted that bitch and have been married to second wife Deirdre Coleman since 1994. We have a son, Wyatt. I also have four daughters, Nadine, Toni, Elizabeth, and Ashleigh, from my first marriage.
I'm an educated man with alot of opinions and if you dont like what i have to say change the fucking channel. It's called Freedom of Speach. I've been saying crazy shit like this for 35 to 40 years. Have you listened to Howard Stern and Tom Leykis they say's worse thing's than i do and I also think mexican's do great yard work.Here's what michael richards saidWell not bad Here's what I said
