It had been a long and miserable day as I drove from Las Vegas to Reno. I had heard that there were to be snow flurries along U.S. 95, but I had no idea how bad those flurries would be after night fell.
Then my VW’s heater died. This was followed quickly by my windshield wipers.
I was about ready to give up, when I decided to turn on my radio and see what sort of country music stations I could find. It gave me something to do beyond worrying whether I’d be able to see the road ahead of me in the next couple of minutes.
Much to my surprise I heard a radio station that I had become familiar with over the number of times I traveled through and or had stayed in Nevada. At the time I was focusing my interests on returning to radio full-time and working at a country music station in particular.
I used that radio station’s signal to help bolster my flagging courage and survive my trek through the Silver State.
The following year I would get an opportunity — albeit short-lived — to work for that same station, known as KNSS or Nevada’s Super Station. I say short-lived because I was one of the airstaff members fired to make way for the new staff of KBUL.
Eventually, I’d get to work on air at KBUL as well. Such is the life of a radio broadcaster.
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