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Hi, my name is Cliff...

...And I write a blog. At least part of the time. I do like being heard, and that takes many avenues.

Anyway, for those of you not on Facebook, things are going well with me. Extra hours are available for me at work, which I'm gladly taking. With the skyrocketing price of gasoline, I have no other choice. It also helps me hone my skills, as the job is still new to me.

Neatest thing about being in telecommunications is the theater of the mind is always open. This is especially true given my voice, which is much younger than my hair. I was talking to someone over the phone yesterday, and they mentioned a product that the client I call for produced at one time. She had mentioned that I probably wasn't old enough to remember it. I chuckled and informed her that I was 55. She said that I sounded like I was 25. I get that often when I mention over the phone that I have grandchildren. I guess I can credit this to either the fact I exercise my voice quite a bit or that I gave up cigarettes a long time ago.

Now, like the average human being, I'm not exactly in love with the sound of my own voice. But I did go to school to become a radio personality, a dream I haven't quite realized. With the exception of of being the announcer for my church's radio program. Cliff Note: Listen to the Power House, Monday through Friday 7:30pm on Faith Ministry Radio, 90.9FM WJDD, Carrollton, Ohio. You can also listen online at faithministryradio.com.

But, as I first realized 10-1/2 years ago, when I began my work as the announcer for the Rittman Marching Band, I have gotten more than my money's worth out of the schooling as I see the difference using my voice and training has made for other people.

People have told me that I should go into radio, but among other things, radio as we know it, is a dying medium. The pay is crappy unless you happen to be the top rated personality in your market. And besides, with my blogging and Facebook activities, I probably get as good a response as I would on radio. I'm not another Howard Stern and I've known that for a long time.


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