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I Like Jeff Kinzbach Because.......

When I was more actively blogging, I used to write these post quite often. Matter of fact, I was informed that one of them was printed and posted in the mail room at the Akron Radio Center. The subject was WQMX morning show co-host and program director, Sue Wilson . The informant was fellow band announcer and WONE program director, Tim Daugherty. Tim proposed to Sue on the air this morning. Congrats to them both. My subject today is another radio veteran. Jeff Kinzbach is an area radio legend. For years he, and newsman Ed "Flash" Ferenc were part of the highly rated Buzzard Morning Zoo on WMMS. As all good things, this came to an end. For awhile, the duo had an afternoon talk show on WTAM. Once this ended, Jeff and Flash went their separate ways. Jeff's route took him, and his wife, Patti, to Dallas, where among other things, Jeff established himself in business and raised cattle. Jeff had sent me a very detailed response that I attached to the comments to a post I

Simulpost: Going Over the Virtual Bridge

Cliff Note: This is a limerick I posted this morning on my Random Acts of Poetry , formerly known as Whattville is on the Other Side of the Tracks, blog When dealing with internet trolls You know they are there to fill holes When they're raiding the fridge Just go over the bridge Ignoring them defeats their goals © 2013 Cliff Feightner

Catching Up

It's been awhile since all my non Facebook have heard from me. So since I have a few extra minutes waiting for a doctor's appointment to end, I thought I would give my index finger a workout while starting this post on my iPhone. I will edit when I get back home on my laptop to make sure my auto correct didn't do any incorrect thinking for me. First, a follow up on a previous post . Late last summer, I wrote a post about Bonnie, a Walmart cashier . Her general attitude and smile made me want to go through her line whenever possible. I had seen her in attendance at the Rittman football games. After halftime of the second game, I approached her. I told Bonnie that I thought she had looked familiar. Turns out that she has been a band mom for several years. Bonnie had not realized that I was the Rittman band announcer. She now  introduces me to her coworkers at Walmart as the best band announcer around. Just more of a reminder to be nice to those you meet. You never know whe