What amazing fun it was to send my cryptic signals into the ether and hear a reply from parts unknown. To a twelve year old in 1959 it was just about the best thing that happened in my life to that time. My QSL cards were proudly displayed on the wall and I felt on top of the electronic world.

         It was very rewarding to have my father become a NOVICE at the exact same time. Even though his call was KN8KCY and not right next to mine, it gave each of us a unique identity.

         I spent many an hour with hard metal headphones on listening to Morse code winging its way through the planetary energy grid.

         I did become a technician - K8KBP - for a few years in high school but I let my license expire due to a change in interest - girls.

         I still have a short wave radio and from time to time listen to the world - thank you Chuck Harder and your $29.95 wonder. And let us not forget good ole Nickie the Tess ( link on tower above and web ring below) for being the real master of oscillation ...