No, this isn't another rant about how early they start the Christmas music (I heard some in October around here), or why certain songs -- especially those you only hear a month (or two) year can become such infectious earworms (I Want A Hippopatamus for Christmas .... ).
Around here, at least, radio plays have become big. Recently a local theatre presented a world premiere play as a teleconference done as a radio drama. Prometheus Radio Theatre did a live show for Halloween (with my faves The Boogie Knights providing music).
It's hard to believe, but we're really only a generation away from those who studied radio instead of television. This article and picture are evidence of that.
So why bring this up in relation to Christmas? Just over 36 years ago, my father (who had a radio degree) died. Thanks to Lou Scalley (a radio man himself), I have a CD made from an old reel-to-reel tape of my father's sports announcing highlights.
Radio.
(Oh, and if you go back to that picture from K-State, my parents are the first two on the left.)
It's not often you get family history for Christmas -- but it's the best kind of gift to get!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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