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In yellowed pages of radio lore Find such things reported before Oft’ dismissed with laugh and spurn A starry night would see my turn Casting my signal to the sky.  Anyone answer - give it a try. It won’t be N5 JR or GG, for Junior and Pete are silent key But if they would answer should that bring surprise?   Their signals, we know, still travel the skies I’ll send fourth my dashes and dots to the cold-blue For to join with those from good friends that I once knew Hark, an encouraging word be returned! Sent patiently slow -  clean crisp and neat I find myself a teen again In QSO with Pete But oh, now a critic emerge from the mist complaining again 'bout my sloppy fist It’s JR back on the air I hear Sending too fast for either my ear It's been 40 years and six months to the day And this is all you have to say? For all of this an explanation? Our dear smug JR needs affirmation Okay, you’re still king of high speed and high power Surprise for you - I now own your tower! Good copy JR?  Need I send that again? Your father said "Take it - you were his friend"  (still am) And as for Pete, well that’s easy to see He was just checking on me Yes through the magic of my ham station I've learned much of ghosts and their relative stagnation
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Nov 29, 2022
Nov 29, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
Ghosts in the Ether
In yellowed pages of radio lore Find such things reported before Oft’ dismissed with laugh and spurn A starry night would see my turn Casting my signal to the sky.  Anyone answer - give it a try. It won’t be N5 JR or GG, for Junior and Pete are silent key But if they would answer should that bring surprise?   Their signals, we know, still travel the skies I’ll send fourth my dashes and dots to the cold-blue For to join with those from good friends that I once knew Hark, an encouraging word be returned! Sent patiently slow -  clean crisp and neat I find myself a teen again In QSO with Pete But oh, now a critic emerge from the mist complaining again 'bout my sloppy fist It’s JR back on the air I hear Sending too fast for either my ear It's been 40 years and six months to the day And this is all you have to say? For all of this an explanation? Our dear smug JR needs affirmation Okay, you’re still king of high speed and high power Surprise for you - I now own your tower! Good copy JR?  Need I send that again? Your father said "Take it - you were his friend"  (still am) And as for Pete, well that’s easy to see He was just checking on me Yes through the magic of my ham station I've learned much of ghosts and their relative stagnation
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Nov 29, 2022
Nov 29, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
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