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Ammo Smith
- Dec 13, 2013
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I was 15 years old, one of the older boys in my scout troop. We were spending a week in the Three Sisters Wilderness area near Bend, Oregon. Dr. Ryan, our scout master, directed me up a subalpine fir dragging a roll of copper wire to serve as an antenna. I laced it through the upper branches and Dr. Ryan affixed it to a radio he had carried in his pack. We had stopped for lunch along the Pacific Crest Trail and before long quite a group of hikers had assembled on our ridge. At about 1300 hours Dr Ryan switched on the transistor radio. It was a scratchy signal but we were able to hear the broadcast. I’ve always been grateful for Dr Ryans foresight on that day and amazed at what this nation can accomplish.
Where were you?
Where were you?