It's another story from my small-town radio days, and probably the most memorable.
The Jury is Still Out on My Memory
Not even a court order could jog my poor memory for names.
I Played in the Same Band as Gregg Allman (For One Night)
My brief brush with rock stardom.
It Was Done in the Kitchen, with the Knife, and I Haven't a Clue
I'm not what you'd call a disaster at cooking, but neither am I going to win any awards.
Visible Humans Are Vulnerable Humans
The thrills and agonies of being a public person
Classically Driven
My elderly aunt's determination to score some free music
How Long Hair Led Me into Journalism
I couldn't bring myself to cut my hair, and that may have charted the course of my life.
A (Temporary) Farewell to Arms
What does a father do when his son has an accident 3,000 miles away? He worries. What does the injured teenager do with two broken arms? A lot, apparently.
Getting Into Broadcasting was Almost Like Having a Real Job
The true and not-so-glamorous way I got into broadcasting
What We've Got, Dear, is Failure to Communicate
A personal confession of how my wife and I struggle to transmit and receive messages to one another
How I Time Traveled to Send a Message to My Future Self
My 1979 self wanted my 2018 self to know something important.
I Scared the Wits Out of Prince Charles
The day I accidentally frightened the future King of England.
We Shouldn't Put a Ring On It
Are we losing the battle against unmuted cell phones?
A Christmas Eve Rescue
How my father saved a Christmas long long ago and created a lasting memory.
A Bolt from the Blue
The true story of how I "accidentally" got into meteorology