Nobody was rooting harder than I was for the Kansas City Chiefs to beat the Green Bay Packers on January 15, 1967. It was the first world championship football game between the American and National Football Leagues in the country’s history. I just wanted it over.

I’d moved from college into an apartment on Kansas City’s Country Club Plaza, and I set out looking for work with the optimism of the Chiefs on their way to that historic first Super Bowl.