There’s a little part of me that wants to be heard by people far and wide. I don’t know that I want to be famous, per se, but sort of. Having a blog hanging out there in the universe gives me a little of that, and someday I hope to publish a novel or two that will be read by more than my immediate family, but right now I’m relatively unknown.
In my estimation people on the airwaves are totally famous. And guess what? I know people who have been on the airwaves. Radio, to be precise. Am I famous by association?
My nephew Fojo has a weekly radio show at KUMM. OK, I know that sounds really icky and perverted, but it’s actually the local radio station at the University of MN, Morris. Get it? K–University-of-Minnesota-Morris (KUMM). If you ever want to listen to it you can stream at KUMM.org. O-R-G. If you search for KUMM-dot-anything-else you might find something a little less savory than a wholesome college campus radio station.
Fojo’s show contains an eclectic mix of music because guess what? Not only does he have interesting taste in music he takes requests. Seriously, he plays everything from Waylon Jennings to Led Zeppelin. He’s like Dr. Johnny Fever, programming his own music and has probably even said “booger” on the air.
Fojo’s on-air prowess was most likely inherited from his mother, Charlotte, who also had a radio show when she was in college. Her sultry voice, heard on KVSC in St. Cloud, MN, was a big hit with the guys taking residence at the local prison – KVSC was the only radio station they were allowed to listen to.
Charlotte’s day in the radio sun has past, but Fojo reigns every Sunday afternoon from noon to 2:00 p.m., except during spring break and summer break and any other breaks the school has. I’m impressed that he’s able to talk and work all of the radio knobs at the same time – I doubt I’d be able to do that. So I just tune in and enjoy the show.
I may never be famous, but at least I can hobnob with people who are.
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