Well, I can die and go to heaven a happy man. For tonight I met a Radio Legend. When you've been in radio as long as I have, 36 years now, you get to know a lot of famous people. Some are impressive, and some I could go the rest of my life never seeing again and be just as happy. But there are a very few that I consider to be lengendary. My friend Robert B. McIntire fits into that category. So, does Barry Kaye and C.C. McCartney. Bill Mack from WBAP in Dallas is a legend, and so is Crash. I've hung out with Wolfman Jack at Astroworld, and you certainly can't deny his legendary status. Some people even call me a legend. That's nice, and don't stop doing it (LOL!), but really, I don't feel that way. The person I met tonight, was as gracious as he has ever been on the air, and then some. He was glad to meet me. At least he said he was. Said he heard me, and he had grown to know me, or kinda feel like he knew me. WOW!! One of the guys who is a big reason I chose to get onto this crazy roller coaster, has listened to me so much that he feels like he knows me!! I was floored. We talked for a few minutes, then he had to leave. I thanked him, and he said for what? I said for helping to influence me on my life's path. I kinda think he was a little floored. We parted fiends, and promised we keep in touch. Now, that may or may not happen. You know how that goes. But he has my number, and anytime he wants to get together to share a lunch, or a coffee, or just some good stories. All he has to do is call. It was great meeting you, Mr. Paul Berlin.