Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Rest of the Story

I was sad to read that broadcasting pioneer and one of my all-time favs Paul Harvey has died. I mean, he was 90 and had a long, amazing life. But, still, it's a huge loss felt by his millions of fans including me. To think we'll never hear these words LIVE over the radio again "....and that is the rest of the story."

He was legendary and he narrated many walks for me between my dorm room and classes at Purdue University. No matter how cold it was trudging across campus; no matter how tired I was; no matter how I didn't want to go to class; he always made me smile with his "The Rest of the Story." It felt like he was my grandpa, encouraging me softly, indirectly by other people's stories, emphasizing why it's important to see the best in me, in my story, letting us know we are all human and in this together. His voice broadcast softly, encouragingly in my ear many cold, lonely mornings.

Whether you are familiar with him or not, take a minute and read a little about this legendary broadcaster's story:

1 comment:

  1. When I first got married my new father-in-law helped get me an entry level job as a carpenter's helper. I was assigned to work with "Skip", the owners step brother. It was the '70's, and Skip had been there since he returned from the Korean War...

    We worked hard, building beautiful homes in southwest Florida.

    Every lunch hour, Skip's (and now my) ritual was to grab our lunch pails, and an old beat up radio, and go find a shady spot to eat...

    Since we always took lunch at the same time, we always listened to Paul Harvey's mid day broadcast.

    I lasted about a year on that job. Got pissed off once too often with the owner, a mean SOB who insisted in calling me "unskilled help".
    You kept that title for a minmum of 20 years, and oh yeah, I wasn't his step brother...

    After I quit, I would see Skip & wave. He always waved back. I guess he's retired, or dead, by now. If so, he's probably got a shady spot all picked out in heaven for that noon time broadcast... and THAT'S the rest of MY story...