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The Rachel Ray of Radio…

iPads. uTubes. iScream uScream. We all scream for ice cream. Then, we whip out our iPods and other such devices. Digital downloads. MP3s. Streaming from the Cloud. That thing called radio is still around, but it is a lot different than it used to be.

For one thing, there weren’t as many stations. FM – in the big scheme of things – was a late-comer to the party. But when it crashed onto the scene, it changed everything.

I’ve mentioned before that I find all sorts of things tucked into the pages of books that come into the shop. (Everything except money…) Today, it was a small, bookmark-sized calendar for 1934. On the back was a listing of radio stations that carried a cooking program called Pet-Milky-Way, “Broadcast direct from the PET MILK KITCHEN.”

The host was Mary Lee Taylor, a nutritionist and home economist for the PET Milk Company. Her program debuted in 1933 on CBS radio and, over time, became the longing running cooking program on radio. Her fifteen minutes aired twice a week, originally on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and was available to listeners in Oklahoma City and beyond on KOMA radio.

(Waaay back when, my friends and I called that radio station “coma” because we believed it was our job to be smart-alecky. We worked hard at it, but the pay was below minimal.)

Mary Lee later had the show evolve into more than just cooking tips. “The Story of the Week” featured the lives of a young married couple named Jim and Sally Carter. A soap opera for the kitchen crowd. When the hi-jinks and drama were over, Mary Lee would sit down at the microphone and present a complete menu that featured recipes using PET Milk. (I feel compelled to explain that PET Milk is a condensed product – evaporated milk – that comes in a can and was popular in the days before refrigerators. I know some folks use it still, because I see it on the shelf at Reasors. These days, I suppose it is used in baking and other specialty recipes.)

People liked her cooking tips, so she wrote a cookbook. She offered free recipes by mail. Chances are, one of your grandmothers sent off for one, or knew someone who did. In 1948, the show moved from CBS to NBC radio, still back in those days when the big national networks had a radio presence.

She kept at it until 1954, completing more than two decades broadcasting from the Pet Milk Kitchen. One of the original foodies, I suppose. The Rachel Ray of her day. Truth is, she wasn’t Rachel Ray or even Mary Lee Taylor.

Her real name was Erma Proetz.

The Mary Lee Taylor thing was her radio pseudonym. Something that she just baked up – I guess.

Associated Memories…

This one works for me. Grusin’s Mountain Dance. I think if I awoke to this song everyday, each morning would be a pleasure. It’s playing just now on the bookshop’s radio.

We all like different things, of course. Otherwise, there’d be just one song and we’d listen to it over and over. And we’d love it. We’d love it so much we wouldn’t need any other song. If we all liked the same things, we’d like the same book and would never have to read another – that’s how much we’d love that favorite one. We’d just read it until the pages fell out (or the Kindle went dead).

Naturally, I don’t expect everyone to have the same feelings about the music of Dave Grusin, but I know you know him – one way or another. If his name is unfamiliar, maybe his music isn’t. He won an Oscar for his musical score for the film The Milagro Beanfield War. He was nominated for his music for The Fabulous Baker Boys, The Firm, On Golden Pond, and others. His original song, “It Might Be You” for the Dustin Hoffman film Tootsie was nominated for an Academy Award. There was a TV show called St. Elsewhere that had a really catchy theme song. Dave Grusin was responsible for that one too.

There are nearly a dozen other movies that have his music as the soundtrack.

Mountain Dance – for me – is just a great, uplifting song; it’s one that has memories associated with it. Just hearing it reminds me of morning drive on 92.9 and that era when they let me run down to the music store and pick out songs to play during my shift.

It may be presumptuous to offer it here, but – should you feel curious – you can click HERE to give Mountain Dance a listen.

I was like a kid in a candy store. The Rippingtons. David Benoit (it was his music on those Charlie Brown animated TV specials, another feel-gooder…). Chet Atkins. Yellowjackets. Pat Metheny. Bob James. Some people called it Weather Channel jazz back then. It was never background music for me, though. I can play ol’ Dave front and center.

Those days are long gone, I assure you. Not just my time on that radio station, but the days when deejays could select their own music. It always had to fit in with the format, of course – but at that time Dave Grusin’s Mountain Dance fit – just fine.

You shouldn’t think that I sit around pining for those Good Old Days. Nah. I don’t have a lot of time for things like that. But those things that strike a genuine chord – like White Divinity (that’s another hardwired associated memory, but another story entirely) – there is no way to avoid the brain-splash.

And it’s nice when the sudden reflection evokes good memories.

Don’t have Dave, but there are scores and sheet music – along with some biographies – over in the music section…

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main, Broken Arrow OK
918-252-3301

Back when dinosaur tech was Normal…

The suspect’s car disappeared around a corner, and the police – slowed by a backing dump truck that momentarily jutted into traffic – lost sight just long enough to end the chase.

“Over there,” said the officer riding shotgun. “We’re out of our jurisdiction. Better call it in.”

The car had barely stopped rolling when he threw open the door and trotted over to the phone booth, jerked the handset off the hook, and slammed a quarter into the slot.

Phone booth?

Dr. Who fans will recognize the “callbox” but there are plenty of folks who have grown up as dinosaur technology has gone extinct. I was reading a book by suspense novelist Sue Grafton – the first in her long-running series – and was taken aback by the prehistoric references. The novel was written in the 1980s. Some things have changed a little. Some things have changed a LOT.

I should have gone into it understanding that it was historical fiction at this point. The forensic pathologist (and I think Ms Grafton was a little ahead of her CSI-time back then) and her associates had to share a behemoth computer that squatted on a desk like an elephant. There was a point where, if I remember correctly, the police DID have to pull the patrol car over to make a phone call.

It was before cell phones were in wide enough usage for readers to be familiar with the terms.

John Nance writes fiction set in the airline industry and one of his early works has the pilot comfortably smoking in the open-door cockpit as the passengers are boarding. Airline-related stories are certainly among the most-dated. The rules of flying changed dramatically post-911.

Tom McBride and Ron Nief have put together a collection of generational ‘Normals’ and called it the Mindset Lists of American History. They don’t list every year, but skip five to seven years in documenting what was important to graduating classes in their own diploma-year. For example, the Class of 1983 were mostly born in 1965, and include comedian Chris Rock and actor Robert Downey Jr. For this class, Malcom X, Alan Freed, and Nat King Cole were already historical figures.

There was no armed forces draft, the ecology movement had been around forever. Radio ads for cigarettes were long gone. Separate-but-equal facilities for different races were a thing of the past. Those of the class of 1983 never did and never will see the Beatles in a live performance. They never saw a slide rule in a classroom, and did not have to wait until age 21 to vote.

Plenty of things that I considered ‘normal’ are completely unheard of by younger groups. Rotary-dial telephones. CB radios. 8-Track tapes.

It seemed like it was only yesterday that the corner grocery offered S&H Green Stamps with every purchase, to be pasted in a book and saved until redeemed for some frivolous purchase at the ‘Stamp Store.’ Now, it seems that even US postage stamps are threatened.

The authors make some bold predictions for future classes as well, including an outbreak of ‘carpel thumb syndrome’ brought on by excessive texting.

We’ll have to see how that turns out. Meanwhile, I’ll keep tapping away on the massive laptop that my son-in-law makes fun of, the one with the Cinemascope-sized screen and fonts the size of billboard lettering. You know – something big enough for me to see.

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