Growing up, I used to spend a couple of weeks each summer with my aunt and uncle in Houston. They had a 30-ft. sailboat, so we spent a lot of time at the Houston Yacht Club. Driving from their house in Seabrook, which was close to my uncle's job in NASA administration, my aunt, who was a concert pianist and owned a piano studio, made me listen to either classical music ad nauseum or NPR. I. Hated. Both.
Maybe I hated them because they made the drive seem longer. Maybe I hated them because my aunt couldn't quite hear it when the station got all staticy. Who knows? I just remember that listening to talk, talk, talk and Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin made me awfully antsy in the backseat of her Lincoln. (I don't remember what we listened to in my uncle's Camaro, but I'm pretty sure it was much cooler.)
Fast forward to the present: Now, what do I listen to every morning, most evenings, even occasionally on the weekend? NPR. And, if I'm in my car at 6 p.m., I turn over to the classical station to catch BBC News and catch a song or two.
I am not a fan of talk radio ... don't really care for the drama. NPR is different. It's reporting. It's calming. It's actually quite random and interesting. So, if you don't listen to it, I do recommend it. If you do listen to it, I do recommend supporting your local station with your dollars.
Now I wonder ... When did I become an adult? When did I become my aunt?
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