My Time In The Box ~ a short memory by Katrina Curtiss 6/24/2020
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My Time In The Box ~ a short memory by Katrina Curtiss 6/24/2020

I had a dream about it, then talked with an old friend about it, thought I’d write about it.
Once upon a time, we listened to the radio because it reflected our lives, helped us to feel we weren’t alone, once upon a time, long ago.

My Time In The Box ~ a short memory by Katrina Curtiss 6/24/2020

I miss my past days on the radio
When the names of the DJs’ you once did know
We’d put you on air, ask you your name
And do more than have you play some stupid game

We had news at the top and the bottom of each hour
And talk to you 24/7 from the waves of a tower
We knew who you are, at home and in your car
We were local and near, not like now, from afar

Voice tracking, and syndication was the death of us all
Now shadows and ghosts walk the radio hall
Now no one is live in the studio,
No one will tell you the things that you need to know

Yes there once was a time that we were on the air
But they fired us all, as we found jobs elsewhere
It’s funny how so many of us became musicians
While few became lawyers or medical physicians

Oh that time will most likely never come again
When you feel that voice in the box, is that of a friend
We’re a small club, of old school radio jocks
A band of brothers and sisters who once lived in a box

Today’s Musing: “Everything you do, should bear your signature” ~ Quote by Tom Beck, one time teacher of me
**Any of my radio family that wants to post a picture and comment about where you are ~ have at it!

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