WIBC Interview 090728

Today I was given a surprise phone call by producer Dan at the 93.1 FM WIBC,Radio Waves images asking if Terri and Joe of the morning team could have me on this morning for a brief interview/ check-in.  It has been three weeks since I was on the program and I have had a lot of people asking about why I wasn’t on the radio. I told them I don’t think it is “news”, but it is fascinating. So when I received the phone call, I readily agreed. Plus I just love Terri Lynn Stacey and Big Joe Stayzniak. They are two of my favorite people.

Here is the interview: 09-0728-WIBC-no07-sm

Basically they recapped a bit for those who had never heard me speak on the radio before and also talked a bit about the brown recluse spider bite I received recently. The funniest part of the interview was the very beginnning before I was even put on live with them. Joe was frantically trying to put back together Terri’s microphone which had a missing screw. I was cracking up!! Terri had a screw loose. Imagine?!

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Wow today I saw Antonio and I didn’t know who he was. I had often wondered about him. He left such an impression as a junior high student. He was cooler than cool, fathered a child while in Jr. High and probably consider himself as super stud.
I never really could reach Antonio. He was just too cool, too occupied with his teen celebrity status. He did show up, every once in a while to class, to learn about character issues. I never really felt that I had his attention. He must have dropped out of school. He dropped out of sight but never out of mind.
One day in his prime, I saw Antonio. He was high as a kite, hanging out around Post Road. He didn’t even know who I was, the one trying to be his mentor time and time again. When I got his attention, it was funny to him. Enjoy your high, Antonio, I thought. This is the thanks I get for trying to help.
Months progressed and a new school year developed. One day, the kids told me that Antonio got shot late one night on the streets. He is paralyzed, they said. You can’t take gossip too seriously but the kids never really lie concerning things of this nature. Again Antonio was out of sight but not out of mind.
Yesterday, I was downtown at the City County Building, the county seat of Indianapolis. To see all of my brothers in various stages of desperation is quite a sight. Perhaps this is where the terminology “hot mess” is derived. It’s one thing to be on probation and parole with business inside the government seat…It’s quite another thing to go before the judge or the criminal justice system with your pants on backwards or half down your butt.
And then I leave and head to my car. I see this fellow in a wheelchair. I thought that he was going to beg for money. I steered clear. But then I got a glimpse. There was something noticeable. It bothered me. As the distance that was once short grew longer, the Lord gave me a revelation. That was Antonio. His legs looked like toothpicks. Of course, that had to have been him. The kids said he had been paralyzed. He looked much darker in complexion and beyond helpless. All of a sudden, life just didn’t seem fair. He never had a chance.
How is it that the Senator of Indiana could have a wife receiving one million dollars simply for sitting on the board of Wellpoint while individuals like Antonio suffer at such a terrible rate? I don’t know where to begin to bridge this gulf. We worry about the education of our children but if they work their whole life away for an organization like Wellpoint, a million dollars may never be granted. Something has got to give. To redistribute the wealth, one gets called a socialist. Yet is turns out that the wealthy just lied and cheated their way to wealth while getting corporate bailout as a reward for bankrupting their companies.

Space Crazy

As the world celebrates today as the 4oth Anniversary of Apollo 11’s first man to land on the moon, I have slipped intoaldrin_apollo11.img_assist_custom some nostalgic thoughts. July 20, 1969:  I was 7 years old and my parents took us on our summer vacation to a provincial park in Canada where we stayed in the first cabin camping that I can remember.

On the night of the lunar landing, we kids looked up at the moon like we would be able to see the astronauts that everyone said were circling the moon and going to land on it. The thought of a man landing on the moon in the sky is hard for a little seven year old to comprehend.

We kids were sound asleep when my father came into our bedroom and carried us in our PJs to the main lodge house to watch the landing on a little black and white TV. For us young one’s any occasion that let us be awake in the middle of the night was memorable. Dad hauled us to the TV so that we could watch history happen. It was so cool.

Along with the actual event itself, was the dawning of an Apollo era of memories.  Most memorable of them was the introduction of Tang as the Space Drink and there were the famous Space Food Sticks (I preferred the peanut butter flavor). Here is a link to that Space Food Sticks.

There was also a series of rather attractive glasses that we collected by filling up the car at the local filling station. Mom collected all the set of Apollo glasses. : )  Wow, what memories.  What do you remember?