Yeah, it’s time again: KUT’s fall membership drive, and I’ve already donated the first four hours of the ten I’ve signed up to do during the drive (Eklektikos and the first hour of Music with Jay Trachtenberg)—took calls, hand-held n00b volunteers, chatted with station staff. Now I’m off until Saturday night with Twine Time, then a couple of hours on Sunday afternoon and Folkways.
This is either the last or next-to-last drive that we’ll have in Communications Building B (the Rusty Box), as the new KUT studios continue to go up across the street without any rain (waaaah!) to delay the builders, so soon I won’t go up the D’Hanis tile steps any more, worn down and roughened by forty-one years of student feet. I myself have been going in and out of CMB for 36 years straight. Shocking, a bit, to think that only one on-air person is all that’s still there longer than I’ve been a volunteer.
And for your point-and-laugh for the day, here’s a photo of me taken at the station about 1976: