An ayoda on radio

  (click to enlarge all of the pics) I’m recovering from my annual bout of the flu. I do get the vaccine every year, so my symptoms are attenuated – in other words, I only feel like a zombie for three days instead of four, but as always, I digress. Anyway, whenever I reveal I’m down with the flu, I would get an email, text, or phone call from Don Barrett who would always tell me “you opened the window and in-flu-enza!” A corny line to be sure, one I never quite understood, but somehow it was endearing. It also reminded me Don Barrett was more that my (and likely your) radio guru. To me, he was my historian, occasional annoyance, mentor, and most of all, friend. \ Somewhat similar to my parents' radio, Lohman and Barkley Don Barrett the historian: My memory of radio goes way back to the upside down (for better reception) Philco tube radio sitting on my parents’ kitchen counter, listening every morning to Lohman and Barkley on KFI, “the World’s Biggest Radio Station.” My paren