No matter how early you start, you never get to the end ahead of time… at least it seems to work out that way.
In any case I’m glad to be “witcha” (that’s New Jersey talk… or somewhere up there) My wife’s father was born and lived in NJ… although she was a Pennsylvania Girl… still is by birth – but she’s lived in either Virginia, SC or NC more than PA – and has adapted well – although we used to have pronunciation lessons for her between “pool” and “pull” – but she’s gotten over all that now.
She even eats grits… I’m not sure how well she takes to red-eye gravy… You can’t readily run across that delicacy these days. My Dad used to love it… but he says because he worked his way through college, taking care of a Professor’s cow…, feeding chickens… nightwatchman in a lumberyard – and cooking breakfast for himself. He laid the difficulties he had in his 50’s with stomach ulcers to having to cook during that time for himself (L) and eventually had to undergo stomach surgery. But those days are long gone.
Anyway – the older I get (passed 80 in January) the more I love and appreciate my parents. I think my mother gave me the gift of reading by reading Bible stories to me. In the Summer I loved to ride to the Grandin Road Branch Library in
Well… on to today. You’ll find us launched on a sea of ‘critique’ – radio readers often get slammed with the things they read… but that’s OK… I’m a big boy now. But I was eminently un-prepared for a career in radio. It was the major media then! Eventually when I had studied and practiced etc. etc. and had five additional mouths to feed, I realized show business (as I saw it) was not going to supply the $$$ to successfully have a family. And I ended up going into public relations, public affairs and all that line. Both my Mom and Dad taught me a
Today and tomorrow we’ll be talking about radio and what it can and can’t do – and how it and other ‘entertainment’ media affect our Nation for both good and bad. So stick with us if you can. And as the old “Joy Boys* of
Cordially, IN HIM
Jack
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“JUST A MINUTE”
THINGS AIR A-GRINDIN’ ONWARDS
MizP: Jist A Minit: Mr. Jack, Ah heers you’s now agittin’
fan mail frum up in
Jack: Let’s see would that be
BB: Heh,, heh, heh…air you still argyin’ about th
Famous open mike opera?
Homer: Haw…Ah heers you bin a gittin fan mail?
Ah reckon at’s a rite good name fer hit.
MizP: Whut’s a goin’ on heer Homer -- Mr. Beelie?
BB: Youse jist a hearin’ Homer Laffin!
Homer: we’s jist a heppin Mr. Jack git his fan club
Organized.
MizP: You has a fan club Mr. Jack
Jack: Ah don’t thank you’d call it that.
MizP: How many in hit Mr. Jack … thousans er
Millions er what?
BB: Er what is rite!
MizP: Whut air you a tawkin’ ‘bout.
BB: Mr. Jack done got a letter frum his fan – er club.
MizP: Well whut does hit say?
Jack: This man up in
concerns about Mr. Obama’s conversation with …
MizP: Wif Prezidint Med ved yev?
Jack: The same.
Homer:Naw see this man up in Salem South Caroliner
Is upset wif Mr. Jack fer bringin’ Mr. Obama out’n
th’ open.
Jack: This conversation’s goin’ nowhere, Mr,
Mystery is upset about me calling shining light
‘flexibility’ and on missile defense.
BB: Ah reckon ‘bein’ flexible means cavin’ in.
MizP: Tha’s perzakly how Ah’d see hit.
Jack: Don’t be too quick – give him a chance.
Ask the questions. Be fair.
Homer: Gitchersef slapped up side th head Ah’d …
Jack: Look – we’ll just discuss it next week. Time’s
Up for today. Be listening tomorrow and
Next week. I’m Jack Buttram . (END)
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