I am originally from a small town in Michigan, you may heard of it, Detroit. I come from a unique family. My Grandfather’s Granddad lived a couple of doors down from a young guy who owned a bicycle shop. Great Granddad had a busy profitable market and was considered well to do. This bicycle shop owner was always messing with compositional engines and he approached my Great Granddad about a loan to start this idea of an automobile company. The bicycle shop owner was Henry Ford. My Great Granddad didn’t buy into the so called “automobile” business. Now, the only thing we can claim was Great Granddad was the first one to tell Henry Ford to stick it, just like all the banks.
I am a huge Detroit Tiger fan. My grandmother would tell me stories about all the Tiger greats. One of her childhood friends was Shirley Cobb, Ty Cobb’s daughter, and my grandmother had a few run in with the Georgia Peach himself, and yes all the stories are true, Ty Cobb was a S.O.B. One of my most prized possessions is a Denny McLain sign #17 jersey, owner of the 31 games won by a pitcher in a single season record.
I’ve been in radio over 20 years when we were actually disk jockeys, cueing up a record, making sure the needle don’t break on the turn table. I’ve seen the business change in so many ways, from records and audio tape to CD’s, to everything on computer hard drives. I still have my first pay stub on my sun visor of my car, to remind me this will be the lowest I will ever be paid in radio. The funny thing is, it’s also the most I will ever get paid.