|floor plan of my childhood home|
|The radio door is open; the record player for 78 records is on the left.|
When our parents would go out, they would get babysitters. Most of the sitters we had were sweet, little old ladies! At least they seemed old to us. I remember this one little old lady was quite hard of hearing...and she would doze off frequently! So as soon as we were put to bed, she would sit in a cozy chair in front of the radio....and doze off! From where our bedroom was situated, we could hear the radio...she would always have Lawrence Welk or some other ucky music on. We would take turns being the "bad kid" and one of us would crawl out of the bedroom, quietly turn the sound down so we could hear it but she couldn't and tune in to OUR radio station, and get to listen to "The Shadow" or some other dastardly program! Then, of course, when the show was over, we had to go turn it back to the other station so our parents wouldn't guess what we were doing!