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  •  Oh heck yeah (14+ / 0-)

    My clock radio and earphones were my window to the world!  From my bed in rural pre-Internet PA, I got several NY stations, WBZ in Boston, a station in Chicago, even one in Windsor, Canada (that seemed very exotic.  It was another country, and they had cool accents.)

    But my favorite was Larry King.  At the time (1980ish) he did an all-night radio talk show that just fascinated me.  I never called in but still remember the number: 703-685-2177 ;)

    I was raised very conservative Christian, so I avoided any kind of preaching or religious content -- enough of that during the day!  It took years for me to realize how important that small link to the "outside world" was before the world became so "connected."

    Still love talk radio, and now find preachers highly entertaining!

    "as long as there last name is not obozo, i am voting for them." -- some wingnut blogger

    by SteelerGrrl on Mon Apr 02, 2012 at 04:12:43 PM PDT

    •  Paul Harvey used to be interesting also. (6+ / 0-)

      I'll never forget his lead-in every show. He would tell some wild tale and then announce, "And now, ... the rest of the story", or something like that.

      Larry King must be old as dirt. Is he still alive? Great voice, and a face made for radio, heh.

      I even used to listen to (shh, don't tell anyone here) the dreaded Limpbaugh radio show in the late 80s, early 90s. I thought the guy was just playing it for laughs, and I can't ever remember agreeing with anything he said. I do remember giving up on his nasty talk just before he got his famously short television show.

    •  WBZ had an announcer - maybe it was (2+ / 0-)
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      dewtx, Senor Unoball

      Jefferson Kaye, who would say at the end of his show, "Put on the coffee, honey, I'm comin' home."  As for nightime preacher radio, didn't hear much of it until mid-70's when I drove from Newport RI to Laramie Wyoming to play a gig with band I sang with. (I know, hell of a ride for a gig - it's a long story.)  I was kind of stunned by all the fire and brimstone raging as we drove in the darkness through the Midwest. When we got to Nebraska, we heard something on the CB about not picking up any hitchhikers, because somebody had just killed a family at their isolated farm in Sunderland and he was "on the loose and armed". I had been looking out the window at flat fields in the moonlight with a farmhouse every 5 miles or so, thinking  "Man, if I ever went crazy, it would be here."
      In my memory of this I am pretty sure I had recently read "In Cold Blood" and the whole scene was reminding me of that book when the CB gave out that warning. Spooky.

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