When I was a young child, I remember my Mom turning to “Rambling with Gambling” on the kitchen radio.
Some things just stick in your mind. I have no memory of anything else she listened to.
Heh. Strange kind of old alumni association!
Waking up and breakfasting to John Gambling the Elder
was an invariable weekday routine.
Long gone and far gone from NYC, gratefully.
Say, do you guys remember what a lucifer was
... and a fag, for that matter, when it was nothing like today’s?
Or John, Jr. coming on the air for experience when he’d be home
from Dartmouth on vacations?
Good times ... i s’pose.