Two Voices

Recently, I received the audio book, The American Home Front: 1941-1942 by the late Alistair Cooke. It was read by his son, John Byrne. I found it interesting, a portrait of a long-gone America. The book just missed being tossed out and not published. Cooke's secretary, about two weeks before his death in February, 2004, was cleaning out a closet and found the manuscript. (Don't we all wish our closets had such treasures? We'd clean them so thoroughly Martha Stuart would be auditioning us for a spot in her omniamedia world.)

I recalled that Alistair, original name Alfred (I might have changed mine, too), had narrated several of his books for NLS; so I dug. I found one that seemed interesting, Six Men, ordered it and decided to do a blog item on the two voices.

Hope you found this interesting. Telephone lines must contain nanites that love copper and love to distort, and even digest micro-fragments of, my voice. The words antiSemetic and racism were run together by a volume drop. Alas! I need a producer. Wonder if Howard Stern's has forgiven His Profanity for not attending the producer's father's burial or wake? (If other talk show entities can be believed?) I'm here. I'm moderately nice. I'm Catholic, we do funerals, and I'm ready for my blog to hit the magnetosphere.

IMAGINE That!

Stay tuned for a possible IfByPhone review.