WEEKDAY MORNINGS WITH TIM AND CHRISTI
MIDDAYS WITH SANDRA MILLER
My folks loved music, and that’s contagious. I got hit with it hard. I would listen to Ike & Tina, The Rolling Stones, Iron Butterfly, Elvis, Otis Redding, Roy Orbison, Linda Ronstadt and anything else my parents had on 8 track and vinyl. I soon discovered my oldest brother Jay’s stash of albums by bands like AC/DC, Metallica & The Eagles. In the next room Jeff had Huey Lewis and the News, Whitney Houston and Def Leppard. My sister Linda had every note Billy Joel and Michael Stanley ever sang on vinyl. I would rummage through their music collections until they would complain so much to my parents that I was forced to move on. Finally my brothers put their paper route money together and bought me my own stereo and my first record, Thriller. From there I discovered John Coltrane, Miles Davis, Tony Bennett, Etta James, Charlie Parker, Glen Miller, Frank Sinatra and I was hooked on all of it - it didn’t matter what kind of music it was. My dad and I would listen Magic 105.7 all the time, and I would tell him that some day I want to be on the radio like Ravenna Miceli. There’s a reason our oldest daughter is named Ravenna, and it’s not after the city. I started as a student volunteer DJ at 89.1 WAPS (which eventually turned into 91.3 The Summit) when I was 14 and a freshman at Ellet High School. In the fall of 1998 I came to 97.5 WONE where the hot weather man from TV23 was showing me the ropes, and I’ve been rockin’ your world ever since.
PM DRIVE WITH TK O'GRADY
A lot of people don't realize that I am originally from Mexico. That's right, a blond (more gray & white now), blue eyed, Irish-Mexican. Well the Irish part is right, however, I am not a Mexican...I am a Mexicoan. I was born and raised in the city of Mexico, MISSOURI. About 100 miles due west of St. Louis and a town, when I was growing up, of about 11,000 people, whose main industry was firebrick plants (Cape Canaveral launch pads are lined with it), saddle horses, farming and as my Dad would say, "beautiful women".
My Dad owned and operated an IGA Grocery Store and it was the major grocery store for the entire region. I started carrying out customers bags when I was eight at the whopping salary of fifty cents an hour. It was a great learning experience, because no matter how rich or how poor you were, you had to come to the grocery store and I think that's one of the main reasons I like people so much. When I reached my senior year in High School, there was an elective called "Radio & Television" where the class produced and performed two live twenty-five minute radio shows a week and one local "cable tv" school news program per week. I fell in love with radio right then and there (although I do have a cassette tape of me imitating Daytona Beach DJ's when I was 13 years old and on vacation with my parents).
2008 marks my thirty-sixth year as a PAID Disc Jockey. I started at the hometown stations, KXEO/KWWR-FM, as a part time DJ on June 2nd, 1972, right after High School Graduation. Radio has taken me to Chicago, Miami, Charleston, South Carolina and a few other smaller markets and I've programmed and been a DJ at Top 40, Adult Contemporary and Hot AC stations.
EVENINGS WITH STEVE HAMMOND
I was born on an odd minute, of an odd hour, on an odd day, of an odd month, of an odd year. As far as I'm concerned that pretty much sums things up for my life. Steppenwolf might have been born to be wild, but I was born to be weird.
I spent the first eight years of my life on Oakwood Drive in Cuyahoga Falls before my parents bought a bigger housend moved us over to the east side of the Falls where I had a lot of "interesting" friends. We used to make homemade explosives so we could blow up models like The Ghoul did on TV.
The bombs kept getting bigger until we reached the point that we had to go into the local woods to blow things up. We're lucky we still have all our fingers.
After barely graduating from Cuyahoga Falls High School I held several stellar jobs making pizzas on North Hill in Akron, cleaning office buildings and toilets on Locust Street and running a machine for City Machine & Wheel in Stow.
In early April of 1980 I began classes at The Ohio School Of Broadcast Technique on Euclid Avenue in Cleveland. Despite the fact that a popular Cleveland disc jockey told me I was wasting my time and money I finished first in my class and took my first job at WERT in Van Wert, Ohio, doing the afternoon shift for about $100 a week, before taxes.