Happy Sunday from 101...
I was Googling around for something entirely unrelated and came across your excellent website. WNOX was a staple of my existence in the mid-1960s when my best friends and I were in high school. Although we lived in south central NC, WNOX (generally) boomed in loud and clear as soon as night fell. Sometimes we'd gather giggling in my room on Friday nights to place a surreptitious call in hopes of getting a real live 99'er to dedicate a song to us. We were apparently so prolific and entertaining with those calls that we were actually blessed the the triple-secret hot line to use for our requests. No cell phone calling plans in those dark ages, and my parents near 'bout yakked a hairball when one of those phone bills showed up.
Your website brought a flood of sweet memories of a time when my life was all ahead of me and the present moment was all there was. Sigh.
I thought you might enjoy this photo of Johnny Pirkle, engaged in probably one of his favorite activities. This was taken at WNOX in October of 1966 when a few of my college freshman friends and I, from Western Carolina across the mountains, were visiting folks we knew in the Knoxville area.
Best,
Lynn Curtis
I was Googling around for something entirely unrelated and came across your excellent website. WNOX was a staple of my existence in the mid-1960s when my best friends and I were in high school. Although we lived in south central NC, WNOX (generally) boomed in loud and clear as soon as night fell. Sometimes we'd gather giggling in my room on Friday nights to place a surreptitious call in hopes of getting a real live 99'er to dedicate a song to us. We were apparently so prolific and entertaining with those calls that we were actually blessed the the triple-secret hot line to use for our requests. No cell phone calling plans in those dark ages, and my parents near 'bout yakked a hairball when one of those phone bills showed up.Your website brought a flood of sweet memories of a time when my life was all ahead of me and the present moment was all there was. Sigh.
I thought you might enjoy this photo of Johnny Pirkle, engaged in probably one of his favorite activities. This was taken at WNOX in October of 1966 when a few of my college freshman friends and I, from Western Carolina across the mountains, were visiting folks we knew in the Knoxville area.
Best,
Lynn Curtis