I'll never forget the first time I heard him. It was half-a-lifetime ago(1984) and my dad, my oldest brother, and I had flown into Fairbanks. We were driving a rental car from the airport to our motel. It was an August evening and Paul Harvey came over the radio. I'd never heard of him and was blown away. "Who is that ?", I asked my dad. Oh, that's Paul Harvey, he said, he's been around forever(he was 65 at that time). I couldn't believe I'd lived 25 years and only just heard him for the first time. Since that moment I always sought him out on the radio. He is(was) the personification of "pause for effect". A few days later my brother Mike mentioned that the Kenai River was in season so we hopped over to Soldotna and chartered with an outfit called "Kings". That morning a 72#er was landed for a Saudi prince. We got the next 4 hour shift and my brother Mike landed a 57#er on a spin-n-glo w/eggs. I got a 16# Chinook. My dad got a 24#er.
Dad's been gone since '91 but whenever I think of Paul Harvey, or Kenai, or Fairbanks, I'm taken back to that August.