Spring is here and the time is right for...pulling weeds in the yard and nailing that loose board on the back fence.

And it's time to make the very best of it. Appreciate the friends that you have and the stuff that you already own. Enjoy your job because working is good for a person. Do what you have to do and find the fun in the smallest of things.

I love love love the fact that I get to be a small part of KRUU and the great city of Fairfield(and the world). It makes me no extra money. There is the occasional pat on the back from friends and family. And that's really quite enough at the end of the day.

America, we ain't out of the woods yet. But we're trying. Keep your shoulder to the wheel and a song in your heart. And think good thoughts about a pussycat.

I dearly love Fairfield. I wasn't born there(curse my luck to have been hatched at the hospital in Washington) but I was really raised there. These days my trips back to the great city are few and far between. But I have one on my schedule. The wife and I will be crusing into FF June 21 for a long weekend. Look for me crawling around the city, notebook in hand, collecting stories for the radio show. If you're a fan of the show and we've never met, drop me a line and we'll find a way to get together when I visit. 

The radio is a magic box full of music and crickets and big explosions and stories just waiting to be told. And then I come on the air and pretty much ruin everything. I remember Fairfield in the seventies(that's when I lived there). Some of the memories are crystal clear. And others are as dim as the bottom of a peanut butter jar. But it's all grist for the mill that is The Feed Store. Every week I batten down the hatches and tell a story or two about my misspent childhood in the coolest town I ever knew. And that would be Fairfield. 

Sometimes The Feed Store seems like a burden. Sometimes The Feed Store seems like such a bother. And then I sit down in front of the microphone and start flappin' my soup coolers and playing those dopey records...and it all falls into place. It all becomes fun again.

I loved growing up in Fairfield in the Seventies. Maybe it wasn't perfect. Maybe it wasn't as cool as it could have been. After all, I could only get Levis in bell bottoms. But it was the perfect growing up story for me. And all these years after it happened, I'm sharing it with Fairfield again through the miracle of KRUU.

Believe it or don't, this Feed Store nonsense has been going on for about a year. It first hit the air February 3 of 2011. Here we are, one year later, dopey as always and still having a ball. I have loved this year of sifting through my memories of Fairfield and sharing them with the world.

This is about the most fun I've ever had on the radio...clothed or nude.

Thanks for listening!

Thank you so much for listening to my weekly (weakly???) ramblings on the radio. I am so fortunate to have this opportunity (thanks to KRUU, Corey Hickenbottom and James Moore). Whether you listen every week or once in a while, your ears are truly appreciated. I do not take this at all lightly. I think I try to make the show interesting and entertaining. I hope it sounds that way. I am having a whee of a time (we used to say that in my family). 

Here's a shocker---I record The Feed Store. I record The Feed Store in my house in a Chicago suburb. And here I am in the middle of another recording session on a sunday afternoon. I took a break at 3pm...so that I could listen to The Feed Store on KRUU. I may be wasting time but it's inspiring me to do a great job on the rest of the episode I'm recording. Spooky, isn't it?!?

This modern computer technology is just about as super cool as it gets. Here I am safe ensconced in my home in Chicago and I'm listening to KRUU. And I'm the guy on KRUU right now doing The Feed Store. And this program is darned entertaining. Tell thousands that they can hear this awesome little radio station at any time anywhere in the world thanks to www.kruufm.com. Try it, you'll like it.

Reasonable intelligence?

I think I have that. And I put it to great use each week on "The Feed Store." I'm not solving any problems. I'm not thinking deep thoughts.

I'm just remembering what it was like to walk on the Fairfield Square when it was full of American flags some time in the middle 1970s.

These stories won't change anyone's life. But it might be a chance to say, "Yeah, I remember that too." That's all I'm hoping to accomplish.

I'm still out here in the radio weeds, trying to clear some kind of metaphorical path  back to the house!!! That's how it feels when I park myself in front of the microphone. I'm sifting and digging through my jumbled memories of Fairfield in the sixties and seventies. A lively town. A sleepy town. A town where you made your own excitement. A town where driving around the square was a hobby. It's been more than thirty years since I've lived in Fairfield and I'm still sorting it out...in public...on the radio...every week. Thanks for listening.