Imean, comeon dad, I don't knowwhoyouare, orwhere you are or what you do or anything, butcome on, beadad for a minute. Foraslong as it takesnot to writethatsentence.
We did our radio show from our farmhouse and my brothers and sisters would do the chores, milk the cows, come in and have breakfast and then my dad would crank the phone on the wall to let the engineer in Springfield, Missouri know that we were ready to do the show.