A crushing blow, then several unexpected Thanksgiving treats
It was Thanksgiving week 1996, a Wednesday afternoon around 2:30 to be exact. I was the 24-year-old manager of the brand new radio station in Perham, and I was ready for a nice, long holiday weekend after signing on the station for the first time just three months before. It had been a whirlwind. I was tired, and had a cold.
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