Yesterday I had to go back to MY STORY, Chapter 5 to see what I wrote about Cedar Rapids, Iowa. The reason? I heard from someone mentioned there who was definitely part of MY STORY. Wayne Johnson. My memory failed me and I referred to him as Duane Johnson. Oops! I'll have to fix that. We went to Brown Institute together for a while. Here's how Brown worked. Every month a new class began and ever month those who had been there for 9 months graduated. Wayne beat me to Brown by several months and left to begin his career while I had months to go. At one time, if you were a broadcaster in the five-state mid-west (Minnesota, Wisconsin, Iowa, North & South Dakota) the chance that one, if not all, of your colleagues was a grad of B-I were almost 100%. I remembered quite clearly that Wayne worked in Cedar Rapids, but I had forgotten that we worked together in Austin, Minnesota. (What did I do to kill all those brain cells?) I also forgot his visits while I was KDWB and KSTP. (Do Big Macs kill brain cells?) Now I will have to pick Wayne's brain and grab my webmaster and do some editing and correcting. He also had some pix and I'll link to them this week in a comment....

Damn! I have to write to my friend Claudia...NOW she wrote to ask me if I'm in a coma....

BTW...the Vikings win last night was dirty but welcome. Just one question....Whose idea was it to kick to Reggie Bush? (I have an idea....)