When my clock radio turned on this morning, I was greeted by a story about the death of Paul Harvey. He was a radio broadcaster who… well, you can read about it on Wikipedia or the various reports in newspapers and blogs across the universe. But that’s not exactly what they were talking about this morning.
Years ago, the female DJ’s father had purchased a bike, rode it for months, lost 50 pounds, etc. He wrote to Paul Harvey about it, who decided to use the guy’s name during one of his radio broadcasts. The guy went on to call all of his friends and his brother to tell them about it because Paul Harvey was, quote, “right next to Bozo and Jesus.”
I know, I was surprised, too. I woke up to a discussion about a conception of the Holy Trinity of the airwaves and it wasn’t even a Sunday.
