Don’t stop me because I know you’ve heard this one before.
But it’s a story worth repeating.
The recent death of Fidel Castro brought back memories of learning about the world through a shortwave radio when I was a kid.
For Christmas in 1962, my older brother Tim convinced me that we both should ask for the radio so he would have a better chance of actually getting one.
I don’t know how my parents did it because a shortwave didn’t seem like something anyone could pick up at Hess Brothers or Boscov’s, but on Christmas morning under the tree was a Hallicrafters shortwave radio.