From The Boston GlobeJuly 8, 2010

Bringing street smarts to TV anchor desks and an anchorman’s poise to reporting on the streets, John Henning had a stately presence in Boston broadcasting for more than four decades.

Anchoring the news on Channel 4, Channel 5, and Channel 7 for a total of 25 years, Mr. Henning was a no-nonsense Walter Cronkite figure for Boston viewers during a period when TV news became increasingly glitzy, a trend he abhorred.

“Some people think I’m boring, that I don’t smile enough,” Mr. Henning, who was known for a straightforward delivery, told the Globe in 1981. “But my philosophy is that anything that takes away from the job of presenting the news, that is distractive to the viewer, is bad. I’m talking about things like hairstyle and clothes and mannerisms.”

Mr. Henning, who won many awards for his work and was a member of the Massachusetts Broadcasters Hall of Fame, died last night at Massachusetts General Hospital, a few months after being diagnosed with myelodysplastic syndrome, a precursor to leukemia. He was 73 and lived in Boston.

From WBZ-TV – July 8, 2010

John Henning, a longtime political analyst and reporter for WBZ-TV, died Wednesday night after a battle with a form of leukemia. He was 73.

John covered politics, business and state government in Boston for more than 40 years.

Before joining WBZ-TV in 1981, Henning was an anchor and reporter for WCVB-TV and WNAC-TV. He also worked as a news and sports reporter for WGBH-TV, Boston’s public television station.

Henning covered every statewide election in Massachusetts since 1962, and every Boston election since 1963.

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Don Hallock

I don’t know much about John and his career ‘post-WGBH,’ but I do remember him from those days as one of the funniest, most fearlessly honest, and highly motivated, persons I have ever known. After our evening’s work at the station, a small group of us used to frequent a bar/lounge in Roxbury, which served passable pizza and showed feature films in 16mm. I don’t remember the name of the overblown Hollywood epic we were watching on this particular night, but the scenario included an Arabian harem being overseen by a very harried eunuch. At a small pause in the… Read more »