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And now, the rest of the story
Posted by mays on 9/4/18 at 7:51 am2017
Hello Americans.
One hundred years ago today in downtown Tulsa, a young man was born to the Aurandt clan. His policeman father was killed by robbers in 1921 - the boy still in diapers. That boy grew and learned to love working on radio receivers - forever captivated by the newest technology of the age.
In high school, a teacher noted his peculiar voice. She recommended him for a job at a local radio station - he was just 13 years of age. He went to work that first day at KVOO and for 77 years never lost his fascination with that talking box.
Reel two.
After stints at radio stations in OKC and Saint Louie, he went to the islands to cover the US Navy as it went onto a war footing with the Japanese. On December 6, 1941, the 23 year old's assignment ended and left Hawaii for the mainland, missing out on the carnage at Pearl Harbor by mere hours.
He would continue to work in radio for another 68 years after leaving Honolulu. His work made a daily impression on millions of everyday Americans.
His trademarks were his staccato voice, his hypnotic timbre, those extended pauses for effect, and his folksy humor. Of course you know him, how could you not?
His name: Paul Harvey. He'd be a centenarian today - born on this day in 1918.
......... Good day.
One hundred years ago today in downtown Tulsa, a young man was born to the Aurandt clan. His policeman father was killed by robbers in 1921 - the boy still in diapers. That boy grew and learned to love working on radio receivers - forever captivated by the newest technology of the age.
In high school, a teacher noted his peculiar voice. She recommended him for a job at a local radio station - he was just 13 years of age. He went to work that first day at KVOO and for 77 years never lost his fascination with that talking box.
Reel two.
After stints at radio stations in OKC and Saint Louie, he went to the islands to cover the US Navy as it went onto a war footing with the Japanese. On December 6, 1941, the 23 year old's assignment ended and left Hawaii for the mainland, missing out on the carnage at Pearl Harbor by mere hours.
He would continue to work in radio for another 68 years after leaving Honolulu. His work made a daily impression on millions of everyday Americans.
His trademarks were his staccato voice, his hypnotic timbre, those extended pauses for effect, and his folksy humor. Of course you know him, how could you not?
His name: Paul Harvey. He'd be a centenarian today - born on this day in 1918.
......... Good day.
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by SECdragonmaster on 9/4/18 at 7:53 am to mays
He was a voice of a generation.
Always enjoyed him.
Always enjoyed him.
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by GrammarKnotsi on 9/4/18 at 7:57 am to mays
quote:
On December 6, 1941, the 23 year old's assignment ended and left Hawaii for the mainland, missing out on the carnage at Pearl Harbor by mere hours.
Crazy..would have really been interesting hearing the events in his voice/words
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by Hangover Haven on 9/4/18 at 7:59 am to mays
I read that in his voice....
Good Day...!
Good Day...!
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by Jim Rockford on 9/4/18 at 8:04 am to mays
I figured on him being older than that. He seemed pretty old back then.
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re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by fr33manator on 9/4/18 at 8:09 am to mays
Good lord, can you imagine if he was around today?
“And after she had fricked and sucked her way through every dick she could, she weaseled her way to the heart of a political party...
And that little girl grew Up to be...
Stormy Daniels.
And now you know, the rest of the story...
Good Day!”
“And after she had fricked and sucked her way through every dick she could, she weaseled her way to the heart of a political party...
And that little girl grew Up to be...
Stormy Daniels.
And now you know, the rest of the story...
Good Day!”
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by mays on 9/4/18 at 8:11 am to Hangover Haven
quote:
I read that in his voice....
Good Day...!
I wrote it in his voice the best I could.
I hate Paul Harvey for his intentional lack of transition into ads.
It's very common these days on talk shows(Moscona and Condon do it pretty well locally) but he was a fricking master.
I'd be following for 30 seconds before realizing that cocksucker was selling me something.
It's very common these days on talk shows(Moscona and Condon do it pretty well locally) but he was a fricking master.
I'd be following for 30 seconds before realizing that cocksucker was selling me something.
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by bayoumuscle21 on 9/4/18 at 8:15 am to mays
You would like Mike Rowe's "The Way I Heard It" podcast.
This post was edited on 9/7 at 10:56 pm
Growing up, my best friend was my grandfather, JV Garner. Papa JV was a rural route carrier near Cheniere Lake and lived in Bawcomville.
He introduced me to Paul Harvey in the late 80’s and we made a habit of listening to him during the 5:30 p.m. broadcast on KNOE in Monroe, Louisiana. Even as an adult, I made a habit of trying to catch The Rest of the Story whenever I could.
Papa died on January 26, 2009, just 33 days before Paul Harvey passed.
He introduced me to Paul Harvey in the late 80’s and we made a habit of listening to him during the 5:30 p.m. broadcast on KNOE in Monroe, Louisiana. Even as an adult, I made a habit of trying to catch The Rest of the Story whenever I could.
Papa died on January 26, 2009, just 33 days before Paul Harvey passed.
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by Eli Goldfinger on 9/4/18 at 8:30 am to mays
I fondly remember listening to Paul on the AM radio of my dad’s Oldsmobile while headed to and from our fishing holes on Saturdays.
Sitting on the front bench seat without any kind of restraint, eating Little Debbies & cheese curls, listening to Paul Harvey, and hanging out with my dad.
I’d give a large sum of my possessions to do it 1 more time.
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Sitting on the front bench seat without any kind of restraint, eating Little Debbies & cheese curls, listening to Paul Harvey, and hanging out with my dad.
I’d give a large sum of my possessions to do it 1 more time.
Brought to you by ACE Hardware.
This post was edited on 9/4 at 8:31 am
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by Brisketeer on 9/4/18 at 8:32 am to mays
I really wish I had more upvotes to give. One is just not enough.
re: And now, the rest of the storyPosted by Bill Parker? on 9/4/18 at 8:36 am to Brisketeer
Listened to him on the way to school in the car with my Dad every morning. Great way to start the day.
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