"Toe Valley Tom will be right back!"
Cued the Mule Skinner Blues, as I finally took a break from my Bluegrass Show on WTOE, the radio station you could hear across the street--if you were lucky!
Its a very long story how I took a job as a DJ at a country station. Though, I will mercifully shorten this episode in my life!
drive through boulders
onto the slippery main road
spin out to station
I was recently married and had taken on the editorship of a small weekly newspaper. Well, it folded after a few months and desperate for a job, any work that I could find in the tiny mountain village near the Estatoe River to support wife and myself! (the county and namesake river were shortened to "Toe"--hence the name given to me)
WTOE hired me as a morning DJ and reporter after a short audition--also I was the only announcer who could read the news and be understood.
You would probably be shocked to learn how I detested country music! Sheer torture for yours personally who only liked classical and a little jazz! But, I could tolerate bluegrass, which was the only saving grace!
mournful music
caught myself singing along
immediately quit
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