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Wayne Cabot

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Biography

 

How could a kid in 1970s New Jersey NOT love radio? We had it all.

We got our music on 77. Our school closings on 710. Our news on 88.

Wait - what kid listens to news? You're looking at him. What a dork.

 "In the headlines.. sociologists say kids who listen to newsradio don't get dates.."

"In the headlines.. sociologists say kids who listen to newsradio don't get dates.."

So radio it was. High school radio.

Then pay radio at $2.90/hr.

 
 A few listeners. A lot of cows. Some of both.

A few listeners. A lot of cows. Some of both.

My sell-out parents said $2.90/hr wasn't enough so I left for college. Mercer County Community College had a new radio station. That sealed the deal. I did morning news until I got sidetracked by a girlfriend (yay for me!) and radio jobs in the Lehigh Valley. So I failed community college, found myself, found a job in Philly, and finished college at Temple. 

 Pretty cool to work at that legendary place.

Pretty cool to work at that legendary place.

Pretty cool, until the entire staff got fired one day, replaced by nameless voices piped in by satellite.

Being fired sucks. You lose all confidence. You think the universe has called you out as a fraud.

But then, it got better.

And better.

And better still.

And this year as WCBS celebrates 50 years of all news, I get to celebrate my radio heroes. And as a radio person might intone, just before signing off: "Pretty cool indeed."

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