Starting out as a young and immature radio announcer I had a couple very basic goals. Admittedly my biggest goal was already met, I was doing exactly what I wanted to do, I was working in radio. I was on the air. Nonetheless, basic as they were I had a couple more goals.
One, I wanted to hear myself on the air. That was accomplished when I started recording commercials. Driving in my car I was able to hear my voice on the ads the station aired.
The second goal speaks more to my sense of humour, or perhaps my maturity level. For a number of years I had said to myself, if I ever become a Traffic Reporter, I would do this one thing. Montreal has a East-West running highway called the Ville Marie Expressway. One shift, for the entirety of my shift, I referred to the highway as the Bill Murray Expressway.
As far as I know, nobody noticed. At the time, I couldn't decide if I wanted people to notice or if I preferred the private chuckle. With my goals completed I had a complete sense of accomplishment.
|This is me in the 1930s, when I went by the name Ronald Reagan|
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