I am doing exactly what I wanted to do almost all my life.
When I was in public school in New York, I would sleep with a small transistor radio (am I dating myself?) under the pillow and fall asleep to the sound of the DJ playing the music, hoping one day I could be where he is. Now I am. And I never take that for granted.
I worked in college radio from 1973-1976 and moved down south in...