Last night in the shower I thought of a radio voice that used to be a daily part of my childhood. I have always enjoyed long hot showers in the dark, as I like to use the time to think. What exactly made me ponder Earl Nightingale, and his program “Our Changing World” after all these years is a mystery to me. And why in the shower his voice came to mind is probably best left to the professionals. For my readers how Nightingale came to mind is not as important as is his truly amazing voice. His grand broadcasting style is the reason for this post. If you have not ever heard it I urge you to venture on here.
Every weekday morning when I was a boy, Earl Nightingale’s five-minute program could be heard on WFHR, a Wisconsin Rapids radio station. If memory serves correctly it was aired at 10:30 A.M., and as I write this I can still recall the patterns of the sunshine that decorated the tile on the kitchen floor as it came in through the southern facing windows about that time of the morning. The window would be up on summer days and the soft murmur of the oaks in the back lawn could be heard.
Since this post seems to be going sideways I wonder if WFHR still has the “Trading Post” show? Write to me if you know. That show would air at 9:00 A.M., and for some reason, my mom and I would listen to Arnie Strope….that was his name…as he fielded calls from folks wanting to sell firewood, or give away canning jars. (YAWN.) We never sold or bought anything, but my mom enjoyed the tidbits that Arnie would tell about his family, or what he did over the weekend as he waited for more boring phone calls. And I recall now that for some reason I had a small notebook (with a red cover) as a boy and took down those items for sale or give-a-way along with the phone numbers. I would sit at the buffet table in the dining room (though we never ate there) and write down all the information like Arnie was doing. Can you believe that folks would call in days later and ask for the phone numbers or addresses they had missed! And he had them! Arnie had to have had strong coffee to do this morning show. (And a shot to wind down after the show.) I guess in some way even as a young boy I knew I wanted to be on radio. Though I am proud to say in my radio job I never did anything like Arnie had to do each weekday. But then Arnie went into the Wisconsin Broadcasters Hall Of Fame in 1992………
This is all a strange flashback, and I hope my readers are still with me here. I could delete this rambling but hey…it is my blog.
One of the things that always caught my attention as a kid was the deep professional voices that resonated from the radio set. Earl Nightingale had one of those gifts that I must admit I envy. Even today I am drawn to those same excellent broadcasting type voices that convey sincerity, honesty, and authority when heard. Though I worked in broadcasting for a time, I never was blessed with the deep rich sound of an Earl Nightingale.
If you have not heard his voice before I encourage a listen. I even picked something of interest below to make the offer more inviting. Earl Nightingale on Edgar Allen Poe.