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By DAPHNE HUTCHINSON
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Ron McRae could ruin the image of muckrakers. Apple cheeked and cherubic, he looks like he puts a smile on in the morning before he has the first cup of coffee. He laughs easily, meets people even more easily.
Investigative reporter? Maybe. He certainly has a talent for drawing strangers into conversation. Hard boiled? Definitely not. Soft boiled would be the better adjective. McRae may describe himself as a lone wolf but lone teddy bear is a more fitting description. He just doesn’t look like the stereotype of the hard charging, hard shelled, lean and hungry journalistic detective who makes his living ferreting out secrets and exposing the dirty laundry of governments and government officials.
But that’s exactly what he was. As a senior associate of syndicated columnist Jack Anderson, he stood near the top of the muckraker’s heirarohy, recognized by ranking government officials, members of Congress and world leaders. “But my contacts spoke to me in spite of the fact that I worked for Jack Anderson, not because of if,” he maintained.
Threatened With
Court Martial
McRae sailed into investigative reporting on a Navy scandal. “I was the legal office^ for the Navy Recruit Training Command from 1975 to 1977 when the Marbles were having all those prbblems with recruits dying,” he recalled. “I was put
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