Nobert
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Prior to my hip operation I had what the hospital called, an assessment appointment, it was with the surgeon who would be performing the surgery. Looking at the X-ray, his concern was that both hips looked to be in a similar condition, yet one was giving me grief and the other wasn't. Pointing this out to me, he recommended that I take a course of anti inflammatory pills, just in case the issue was about swelling. Earlier he had explained that the procedure was quite dramatic and that one in two hundred died on the operating table.
Handing me my prescription he said that if I was one of the half percent that didn't make it, and it turned out that I didn't need a new hip, I could find myself at the pearly gates with St. Peter going down his clipboard to see if my name was on it, at which point I might think: "Well that was a result!" I forgot to mention that the surgeon was a very affable Irishman, with a brilliant sense of humour.
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Though not as long-term, the carrier who delivered our mail when we moved into our current house in '98 was personable and conscientious, and we got to know her pretty well. Several years ago she was forced into an early retirement due to medical issues, and the carriers and the service ever since have been sketchy.My parents and later I had the same rural carrier for my entire life from my first remembrance into my 30s. They become like members of your family.
Same here, though we don't live in a rural setting. We make sure to get our carrier a Christmas gift every year. She works hard for us every day but Sunday, and we never get our mail wrong.My parents and later I had the same rural carrier for my entire life from my first remembrance into my 30s. They become like members of your family.
I still listen to most of the games on the radio. Although one difference........I'm a KC Royals fan. I remember as you do that at one time radio was the only way to follow your team everyday. I started listening to Royals games in their first season (1969, I was 10 years old) and if we were lucky we would see maybe one game a month on an Omaha TV station. I do enjoy watching the games on TV but radio just has a special quality to it that I really don't know how to describe. I'll leave that to someone like Ken Burns.You couldn't walk down my street on a summer night without hearing the Red Sox game coming thru every screen door. The big difference between now and then is that for the Sox, anyway, only about 50 games a year were telecast -- mostly on Fridays and weekends. All the rest of the schedule, radio was the only way to follow it, and this remained true well into the mid-1970s. It was a very big deal when WSBK got the Red Sox television rights in 1975 and announced they were going to telecast about a hundred games that year -- we'd never seen anything like that before. But even after that, radio remained the main thing in stores and gas stations and at the shore.
Today every game is telecast on NESN, and radio is a shadow of what it used to be. Where you used to spin up and down the AM dial and find four or five stations broadcasting the game at once -- more after dark -- now you have to twiddle around and try to fish WTIC out of the murk if you want to listen to the game. And when you do, you have to put up with ridiculous blasting music bumpers, bombastic "Ricky Radio" ESPN-style announcers, and every jock-scratch being sponsored.
It's probably because radio is "Theater of the Mind". Watching the game on TV you're hearing and seeing what's happening. But listening to the same game on radio, your mind fills in the visual that isn't being provided--envisioning the pitch, the hit or miss, the batter trying to beat the ball to first base, etc.--so you're subconsciously more involved and feel you're part of the game....I do enjoy watching the games on TV but radio just has a special quality to it that I really don't know how to describe...
Well said.It's probably because radio is "Theater of the Mind". Watching the game on TV you're hearing and seeing what's happening. But listening to the same game on radio, your mind fills in the visual that isn't being provided--envisioning the pitch, the hit or miss, the batter trying to beat the ball to first base, etc.--so you're subconsciously more involved and feel you're part of the game.
It was baseball that gave me the love for radio as a medium that's shaped much of my adult life. It doesn't make me smile at all to see what a pointless horror that medium has disintegrated into, but at least you can still listen to a ballgame.
It was baseball that gave me the love for radio as a medium that's shaped much of my adult life. It doesn't make me smile at all to see what a pointless horror that medium has disintegrated into, but at least you can still listen to a ballgame.