Tuesday, September 15, 2009


A few seconds after 6 tonight my favorite radio station went to dead air. Another small market victim of the woeful economy. Sounds silly, but Pidge, Libby, and Scott were something of a joyous extended family, even in the close stuffy quarters of a long trip with me driving and them all squeezed close to one another. Libby's jovial laugh at dawn to Pigeon's witty remarks, and Scott's ever cheerful, enthusiastic, smiling voice on the drive home. All much more meaningful than the oldies they played. Truly a welcome bunch on an imaginary Carefree Highway bumper to bumper to bumper.
And now they've all vanished into thin air like they were never there or something I made up.


Blogger Pamela Terry and Edward said...

I hate it when that happens.

9/15/2009 11:34 PM  
Blogger willow said...

That's sad, Phil. It sounds like you had become really attached to these radio friends. :(

9/15/2009 11:56 PM  
Blogger larkspur said...

The sickening sound of dead air...

9/16/2009 7:23 AM  

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