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I was a small-town girl.
Aside from the ridiculous green beret and homely green jumper,
signing me up for Girl Scouts was the best decision Mom made for
her fifth-grade daughter. I already knew how to build a campfire,
and selling cookies wasn't the highlight of my year -- it was the
field trip to the radio station that thrilled my little eleven-year-old
heart.
There it was, five thousand watts of crystal-clear power...it was
a daytime-only radio station, the voice of our town.
One look into that studio and I was hooked. I begged them to let
me take home the unused news copy from the AP wire. I hung it up
on my wall like a rock-star poster. I got a tape recorder and practiced
doing newscasts, writing exciting stories of neighborhood gossip.
I practiced my commercials, imitating TV ads for Miss Clairol.
In the seventh grade, I entered a speech contest and won three
of the four categories. The judges were the owners of that radio
station.
Within a week of winning the speech contest I had my first on-air
job: "Delilah, on the Warpath," school news and sports,
taped weekly.
By the time I was in high school I had worked into a full-time
part-time position at the radio station. I wrote afternoon newscasts,
wrote and produced commercials. I took the empty soda pop bottles
back for the refund. Six days a week I was at the station. Six days
a week I was happy!
It's been over 25 years, and fourteen stations since Mrs. Davis's
Girl Scout troop walked through the doors of that first radio station.
Today, my show isn't on a five-thousand watt daytime AM station,
but the thrill of the microphone hasn't disappeared. Radio is still
my first love.
You can e-mail me a dedication at
and visit my official website at .
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