If the gulf oil spill keeps disappearing, then what?

Hello, Mother. You gotta love those who love “the Mother.” When the planet is doing what God intended it to do and that is seen as a good thing, then it’s “Mother Earth doing her job.” When the planet is doing what God intended it to do and that is seen as a bad thing, then “it’s God’s fault.” And who said environmentalism isn’t a religion?

ABC News: “[It's] mother nature doing her job,” said Ed Overton, a professor of environmental studies at Louisiana State University.

No, those aren’t owls. According to this story from ABC News the oil spill is going away. It is disappearing. And the environmentalists and scientists are screeching.  Check out this brilliance:  ”The numbers don’t lie: two weeks ago, skimmers picked up about 25,000 barrels of oily water. Last Thursday, they gathered just 200 barrels.”

ABC, not to lose a good cause with a bad story, jumps back with, “Still, it doesn’t mean that all the oil that gushed for weeks is gone. Thousands of small oil patches remain below the surface.”

Sadly, there is the need to acknowledge the glory of God’s work.  ”But experts say an astonishing amount has disappeared, reabsorbed into the environment.”

And then, there’s Professor Ed driving it home with his funky religion thing, ”[It's] mother nature doing her job,” said Ed Overton, a professor of environmental studies at Louisiana State University.  You can only pray, Professor Ed, you can only pray.  The Mother is listening.  Now, let’s all grab some sod and make a nice hat.

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The Beauty of Silver Lake

Here’s a cool photo taken by our daughter, Virginia, when we were at Silver Lake in Goshen, Vermont last weekend. She’s got talent with a camera!

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WCAP Radio Days 1984

Here’s a classic [proving that 'classic' does not necessarily confer 'talent'] aircheck from December 5, 1984 at WCAP (980 Lowell). It’s unedited so you can hear lots of pops from when the “skimmer” aircheck tape deck turned on and off. Skimmer only record whenever the mic was on and goes into ‘pause’ mode when the mic it turned off.

I worked at WCAP for many years. Even when working elsewhere, with few exceptions, I held down radio shifts at WCAP from around 1981 until 2000.

Darlene McCarthy, the news anchor on this audio, is now the weekend news anchor for 7 NBC (WHDH TV Boston). Darlene has been a very successful news anchor for many years. During that time at WCAP Darlene and I shared the 6 pm. to midnight shift; I was the music guy and Darlene did top of hour news throughout the evening. It was clear, during her time at WCAP, that Darlene would go very far and she was a pleasure to work with.

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Howard Johnson: Under the Orange Roof

I was checking out this HoJo memorabilia site today – it’s at America’s Landmark: Under the Orange Roof. The site mentions that the Lake George, NY Howard Johnson may have opened for its last “season” this summer as it is up for sale.

I discovered this 1957 radio jingle for Howard Johnson.

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Bill-O’-Spot Reel

Here are some selected audio things from,  I think, 1995 to 1997.  Commercials, stagers, promos, mostly at WCAP (980 Lowell).   

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WHDH Radio Aircheck

Just dug up this telescoped aircheck from a day just prior to Father’s Day in 1987.

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WHDH is no longer with us – it went away when 590 WEEI owners purchased WHDH, deleted the heritage Boston station and planted WEEI at 850, a much more powerful signal, where Sportsradio 850 WEEI still resides to this day. The WHDH call letters still reside in Boston on Channel 7.

The days of “Full-Service Adult Contemporary (A/C)” radio are all but gone, but WHDH and WBZ (1030 Boston) were prolific radio leaders in listenership and billing with the format that met it’s peak in the 70s and 80s. I was certainly blessed to have had even a relatively brief opportunity to take the format out for a spin.

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WSSH Boston Radioactive Memories

Lost and found.

I just dug through a bunch of audio tapes tonight that I didn’t even know that I had saved. I had assumed the tapes were lost in our 2000 move to Vermont. Mostly airchecks from my radio days at WCAP (980 Lowell), the former WSSH (99.5 Boston), and former WHDH (850 Boston). The one I’ve got running now is a March 14, 1987 aircheck from WSSH. It’s ‘telescoped’ 7PM to 1AM which means that the tape only recorded whenever I keyed the microphone and then went into ‘pause’ mode whenever I turned off the mic. So, you get my voice talking into and out of a music set.

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to an aircheck from WSSH going back to March 14, 1987. It was a Saturday evening 7PM to 1AM. I notice how often I mention that a certain song was “on compact disc.” That’s because the technology was just getting going. In fact, most of the songs you hear were played on “cart” which was a tape cartridge that resembled an 8-Track tape. (Ask an old guy if that still eludes….)

Time had a way.

I forgot how much I really enjoyed working at WSSH. Like WHDH, it’s no longer a radio station!  ”Wish, ninety-NINE point five, WSSH” was based in Lowell, Mass. and had just moved closer to Boston, in Woburn, Mass. about the time I started doing weekends and fills there. A couple of years later, around 1988, the station sold for a Boston radio sales record $19.5M to Nobel Broadcasting out of San Diego.

Interpret ‘em, don’t read ‘em. No, wait. Read ‘em, don’t interpret ‘em.

I recall the last shift under the original owner, Arnold Lerner, and the first shift under the new management very clearly for one obvious reason. The music didn’t change but one fundamental did. The original program director, Mike Colby, was a visionary, a wonderful guy with lots to teach, and I learned a ton during a relatively brief tenure. Mike had liner cards that we were encouraged to ‘interpret’ versus read verbatim. The very successful “Forty Minute Music Sweep” ran from :55 to :35 each hour.  You played two songs and talked over the intro simply with, “Wish, ninety-NINE point five, WSSH” and the next two would be split with an interpreted positioning statement or ‘liner’.  It ran that way, right down the music list until :35. A quick back-sell, message, into three commercials.  Two songs, then three more spots, one song and then three spots.  So, all nine commercials were tucked into the :35 to :55 window and the 40-minute sweep would kick-off again.

Enter the new owners and new program director. The first thing I notice is the sign on the studio wall that said, “READ the liners. Do NOT interpret them.”  I also noticed that the 5×7 liner cards were now latched together with those ring things so that one could not pull them out of order.  Oh, and no more “talk-ups” over the music. Just read the liner and hit the song.  If memory serves me on this, WSSH and Magic 106.7, the prime rival, were in a solid battle for ratings, with Wish leading in a number of key demos and dayparts. It was not long at all until the old 99.5 took a dive in the numbers.

Double You. And ninety NINE point five.

The other memory is that Mike Colby liked us to emphasize ninety-NINE point five because there is a ninety EIGHT point five, then WROR (98.5 Boston) and Mike didn’t want rating service diary keepers to get confused.  Mike had a way with stuff like that. I recall an aircheck meeting with Mike in his office one day. I was a nervous wreck as I knocked on the Program Director office door. Mike sat behind his desk and over both corners behind him loomed large speakers hanging from the walls near the ceiling. Mike plunks in my aircheck and hits ‘play’.  All I get to hear is my voice say, “Wish ninety nine point five, WSSH” when he hit pause and then begins the lesson on the letter W – how to say it, how to inflect it, how to emphasize  second NINE in ninety NINE.  Actually, it was a very positive experience, believe it or not.  It was not until many years later when Howard Stern’s movie came out where, as he played himself in the biographical film, he is being coached by his PD on how to say wNbc, “double you ENNNN b c” over and over.  I am sure any radio types reading this post have similar recollections.  And I must say, inasmuch as it was awkward to get through that kind of review the first couple of times, it was a blessing to have a boss who ‘owned’ as much of the station’s sound as they did. It separated the mediocre stations from the good ones.

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That’s Peggy O’Neill

It was September of 1943 when Peggy Riley loaded up her brand new, yet very used green 1932 Model “A” Ford coupe with its rumble seat and Kelly green spoked wheels, blessed with questionable brakes and glass jars of water for a radiator that was wont to boiling-over.

Armed with a new bachelor’s degree from Emmanuel College in the Fenway in Boston and with a desire to teach, the single child of Pearl and Jimmy Riley, a local “poor man’s lawyer” from Lowell, drove northward into the relatively distant and far-off village of Newmarket, New Hampshire. Peggy had jumped at the offer despite its then-modest eleven hundred dollar teaching salary. World War II remained in full-swing and local jobs were scarce; so, it was time to venture forth.

Peggy Riley would experience a culture shock both within and without the classroom in Newmarket and then the next year in Farmington, New Hampshire. As a young school teacher in a poor small town in the mid-1940s, she would be looked upon for expertise and wisdom far beyond her years and skill solely by virtue of her profession, her credential as educator. One day, Peggy was called to witness the birth of a child of an underage student of hers where no doctor was sought or present. At 22 years of age, Peggy would find herself standing up to high school students nearly her age and twice her physical stature who would demonstrate a paucity of respect for themselves or for those in authority. And Godliness was not standard.

One day, Peggy found herself at the doctor’s office in need of new eye glasses since a young man in her classroom punched her in the face for her attempt to challenge him. The doctor, on learning of her circumstances as being the new young teacher in town, waived all fees for service or glasses as a grateful token of affection to one who would enter the community to serve.

By 1949, Peggy would return to the Merrimack Valley to accept a teaching position in Dracut, Massachusetts, then a small farming community bridging the City of Lowell with New Hampshire. Within a year Peggy Riley would meet a man named Bill O’Neill whom she would wed in 1953. By 1954, Peggy & Bill would be blessed by God with their first of four children, of whom I am the third.

After persisting with the Dracut school leadership in 1954 to allow her to continue to teach even after the customary “time of showing in pregnancy,” Peggy would set aside teaching within the classroom and step forward in the most honorable of professions, of housewife, full-time mother and wife, all with the heart of a teacher.

I am most grateful to God for my mother, Peggy O’Neilll on this mother’s day, a woman who relied upon God to do His work in her and to faithfully listen to Him for His leading. At 88 years young, Peggy continues to serve God, her husband and family in the great tradition of teacher pioneer. Happy Mother’s Day, Mum.

B. O’Neill, Jr.

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