Radio days
Cabins are great for listening to the radio.
Though some camps have TV, Your Scribe feels the medium of choice should be radio.
It allows the imagination to wander, and makes some programs more intriguing than they would be on television.
Thought1: The best offering is Red Sox baseball. The broacasters are pretty good, and the mind can wander plenty in visualizing action taking place 200 miles away. Plus, TV ads are so distracting as to ruin the continuity of a game.
Thought2: Local call-in shows that sell merchandise are fun. Recently I have heard callers offer "a stove where about half the burners work;" "a prom dress that's never been worn;" and "a dog that bites children but likes adults."
Thought3: Callers offer Chevys, Fords and Buicks but I have never heard a caller offer a Honda or a Toyota.
Thought4: A radio memory is provided by (Colby grad) Doris Kearns Goodwin in her biography of Franklin D. Roosevelt. She recalls the days of the Depression, and noted that scores of autos would like Lake Michigan in Chicago to listen to his "fireside chats" in which he offered encouragement. She said that the boulevard was lined with vehicles, all tuned into the same program.
Thought5: I doubt if all radios in the Maine woods are ever tuned to the same station. But I would guess that just about everyone listening to the radio late into the evening enjoys this time-honored experience.
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