Like many of my generation I still groove to the sounds of the sixties and seventies. The Righteous Brothers still make me swoon. I still tap my foot to Jefferson Airplane. I can't sit still for Credence, or the Zombies. Moody Blues? Yes. Protest songs? I hear ya, man. Dylan? My, my, my.
Captain Dan has been a radio personality for lots of years. I've been listening since I was a child...well, not really, but he is older than me by a year or two. He and his crew operate WYNE, an oldies station affiliated with Mercyhurst College, North East, PA. The stuff they play is music from when music was music. (Whew, what a mouthful that was!) Each song brings back a memory of a "first time" in my life.
They have created an oasis in a desert of rap crap and head-banging rock for us old folks.
Do you remember the first time you heard the Beatles? The DC Five? Ah, yes. My first semi formal, my first formal dance, swaying to Slow Dancin' or Ebb Tide. Today, I roll down the highway driving
faster and faster to Aretha, slowing down for Peter, Paul and Mary (or the state cop in the median).
My first encounter with the Captain, however, was not a pleasant one. There was a game on his morning show and I called in. I was quiet and nervous in those days--yes, doubters, I was once shy and introverted. He cracked--ON THE AIR, YET-- about my charming lack of personality. Oh, Dan, that remark helped to create the monster you know today. Since those many years ago I have gotten to know Dan and some of his crew. I feel free to call him "friend".
Music will always be a big part of who I am. It might be Springsteen or Vivaldi, Jackson Browne or Santana. It warms me, makes me move, helps me to relax, passes the time, brings back memories I can hardly wait to share. I take music wherever I go. The way to my heart is to dedicate a song to me on WYNE between eight and nine a.m. EDT. Jewelry works, too. I am easy to please.
Play one for me, Dan.
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