I have a Mike Breen story.
I was an intern at WFAN in 1995, and an older one at that. I was 27 years old, having just completed the coursework at The Connecticut School of Broadcasting.
I went to CSB because after I got married in 94, I ended my dream of being an actor. I had been in a few Off Broadway shows, moved to Hollywood, and came back pretty disillusioned.
So I got a job at a law firm working in the records department, and went to CSB at night.
After finishing at CSB, a classmate helped me get an internship at WFAN.
One day, I was wearing a Brooklyn Dodgers jersey and Breen, who was working on the Imus show at the time, walked by me and said, “nice jersey.”
I thanked him, and over the next few days, we chatted about sports, etc.
Finally, I asked him to listen to my demo tape, and he said, “sure.”
The next day, he handed it back to me with a page of notes. His feedback was mostly positive, and gave me a few tips to improve upon.
I thanked him, and he said to always feel free to reach out to him during my job search.
A few months later, frustrated that I had sent out about 100 demo tapes and inly gotten a few job offers for news radio jobs, I called Mike at the FAN.
“Mike, none of these sports outlets want me, and I’m only getting job offers from news stations!”
He took a beat, and quietly explained that getting in the air was the first step.
“My first job was in news, Mark,” he said. “Just get on the air.”
That changed everything. I took the next job offer, a producer job at a radio station in 1996, and I’ve been working in media ever since.
Mike has probably done the same for hundreds of people, and he likely has no recollection of how he helped a 27 year old intern change his life.
But I will always be forever grateful to Mike Breen, and why I have always tried to help others who are trying to make it.
I’m no Mike Breen, not even close, but trying to pay it forward is the only way I can think of to repay him.