Tuesday, January 8th, 2013

A Nostalgic Perspective


AM Radio

Somewhere along the way I got old. At 44 and childless, the generation gap was bound to grow wider than I could manage, and it seems as though I’ve officially turned into that person who compares everything to the good old days. Well, maybe not exactly. I wouldn’t necessarily consider the 70’s or 80’s to be the good old days but what the gift of time most certainly offers is perspective. For example, some days I just can’t get over the fact that 8-track tapes existed when I was a child- which doesn’t seem that long ago, until I think about how it was 20 years since Jim Kelly last played in the Super Bowl.

When I was a little girl, my parents bought me a stuffed raccoon for Christmas that had an AM radio in it’s belly. When I was supposed to be asleep, I would turn on the radio late at night to try and see if I could pick up any far away radio stations. I would be *thrilled* when I was able to tune in to a station from Canada- a whole other county away!

That little transistor radio in the image above? I think I bought it about 10 years ago. I’m not sure why, perhaps I was just trying to touch the past. I grew up on AM radio and I suppose oddly enough, I missed that tinny warbled flat single speaker sound of 70s pop radio, but the only time it gets used anymore is when the Steelers aren’t on tv and my husband wants to listen to the game.

Do you still listen to the radio?

PS: That’s my Sailor 1911 – the one that Mr. Nagahara tweaked while at Art Brown when I visited with Karen in NYC.

7 thoughts on “A Nostalgic Perspective

  1. I have a radio in every room of the house. I have an assortment of small portable radios – some that require headphones/earphones/earbuds/other-things-you-stick-in-your-ears, and some that have external speakers. The latter proved especially useful (an old transistor radio I keep at work) when the big power outage occurred here in eastern Canada and the eastern U.S. in 2003. I can’t imagine life without radio!

  2. I love listening to the radio. You can do things while listening (e.g. Housework) and it’s fascinating listening to good interviews on public radio.

    I discovered how vital radio is during the Christchurch NZ earthquake. Nothing else worked (no power, no phones, overloaded cell sites running on backup etc) — radio was the one source of reliable information that still worked.
    I have a “trannie” just like yours in my emergency kit :)

  3. I remember when I got my first transistor radio. It was in an Easter basket. I loved that thing! I’m slightly older (52), so transistor radios were part of growing up. I still listen to the radio, but mostly in the car.

  4. I listen to NPR all of the time…and sometimes the oldies station…which oddly has begun playing music I remember from being a kid…hm! Really, at 43? I have a small shortwave radio that I sometimes use to do what you did as a child…how far away can I hear? There is something so freeing to doing that…to let go and travel elsewhere via sound.

  5. Nice post, brought back memories & made me feel old too! I recall the days of listening to the radio in my first car long before the days that CD’s let alone multimedia players were pretty much standard

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