To get a job there you had to agree to falsify the frequency drift readings! Imagine an old tube transmitter upstairs in a converted motel room with NO air conditioning in the summer! My salary was $1.06 per hour part time -- when they managed to make payroll. Imagine the owner and only sales guy having a fist fight next to the control room, slamming into the thin walls. It was a beautiful music format with no records. They used music tapes meant for automated stations with high pitched cue tones. Those shrill tones, if not muted in time, would knock the transmitter of the air. Fun,huh?

"We’ve got stories a-plenty, including the babe hired to 'brief' the visiting FCC inspector. We were told she was the new program manager. Never saw her before and never again. Strange but true."

--Copy Joyce Kreig