Great post, Icangelp and the rest. Lots of memories.
The teen years near Kennedy Airport in Queens NYC also could be split into two symbiotic groups: guys and gals with transistors, and guys (plus gals) who were DXers.
The first group, the normally-adjusted one, would have the transistors on either Murray The K on WINS, or Cousin Brucie on WABC, or B. Mitchell Reed on WMCA. On or around one of the two 'action' stoops on our block, a teen could catch a generational cacophony as radios got switched back and forth. 1963 was a real big year for that unofficial basement-party gathering. We were all 15, 14, 13.
We DXers in the overall group, nighttimes on that fairly quiet and scenic Archie Bunker-ish block, would often (and easily) find a WPOP Hartford or a WARM Scranton coming out of our transistors. But by far, WKBW became that 'fourth' choice for the whole transistor clan. Joey Reynolds was the key to that enjoyment. I wonder now and then if WKBW ever 'showed', even if way down in the book, in the New York City metro ratings. Two different non-DXers (a guy and a gal) went to separate family vacations for a week or so in northern New Jersey, and I got postcards from them both about WKBW! Out and up that way, they would have no WMCA and maybe only a fitful WINS. So Cousin Brucie on WABC and Joey on WKBW were their companions.
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As a DXer with my little GE clock radio (the identical one to the radio atop the kitchen fridge in Happy Days) my erratic teenaged insomnia was accompanied by 'KB, WOWO, some WBZ and some WPTR Albany. Heck -- that routine had begun in GRAMMAR school for me.
The big radio, its WaveMagnet antenna, and it's seemingly bottomless cornucopia of Top 40 and other distant choices was in the basement. But DXing things on it like KUDL Kansas City, WYRE 810 Annapolis, WLCY St. Pete, KQV Pittsburgh, and so forth, was a different rite-of-passage, I'd say.
The teen years near Kennedy Airport in Queens NYC also could be split into two symbiotic groups: guys and gals with transistors, and guys (plus gals) who were DXers.
The first group, the normally-adjusted one, would have the transistors on either Murray The K on WINS, or Cousin Brucie on WABC, or B. Mitchell Reed on WMCA. On or around one of the two 'action' stoops on our block, a teen could catch a generational cacophony as radios got switched back and forth. 1963 was a real big year for that unofficial basement-party gathering. We were all 15, 14, 13.
We DXers in the overall group, nighttimes on that fairly quiet and scenic Archie Bunker-ish block, would often (and easily) find a WPOP Hartford or a WARM Scranton coming out of our transistors. But by far, WKBW became that 'fourth' choice for the whole transistor clan. Joey Reynolds was the key to that enjoyment. I wonder now and then if WKBW ever 'showed', even if way down in the book, in the New York City metro ratings. Two different non-DXers (a guy and a gal) went to separate family vacations for a week or so in northern New Jersey, and I got postcards from them both about WKBW! Out and up that way, they would have no WMCA and maybe only a fitful WINS. So Cousin Brucie on WABC and Joey on WKBW were their companions.
* * * * * * *
As a DXer with my little GE clock radio (the identical one to the radio atop the kitchen fridge in Happy Days) my erratic teenaged insomnia was accompanied by 'KB, WOWO, some WBZ and some WPTR Albany. Heck -- that routine had begun in GRAMMAR school for me.
The big radio, its WaveMagnet antenna, and it's seemingly bottomless cornucopia of Top 40 and other distant choices was in the basement. But DXing things on it like KUDL Kansas City, WYRE 810 Annapolis, WLCY St. Pete, KQV Pittsburgh, and so forth, was a different rite-of-passage, I'd say.