It's funny you should bring this up now. I was just back in my old hometown, Greenville, last week. As I drove through the delta, I hit scan on the AM and realized it stopped on what were the top-40 ish stations I grew up listening to. 540/KNOE, 560/WHBQ, 620/WJDX, 680/WMPS all came in like locals in the daytime. At night, back when, you lost the local 900/WDDT, but picked up (first and foremost) the big 89 WLS, plus X-Rock80 out of Juarez (El Paso), 1200 WOAI, KAAY out of Little Rock. It was a near religious experience to hear the jock roll the first song at the top of the hour and hear this "voice of God" type annoucer (Gary Gears, perhaps?) saying something like "Greetings Honduras, Nicaragua, Panama.. you're listening to the 50,000 watt nighttime voice of Arkansas, KAAY, Little Rock" slammed straight into the post.
My stint in radio began with "hanging out" in the local stations. Being Walt Grayson's kid brother helped, because I knew a few of the guys who would let me come in and goof around. I'm thinking it was probably David Kuhn who would actually let me bring my 45's to WJPR and run a fake "show" in audition in the control room while automation was patched in on the air. I still remember the General Electric tube console, the Sony mike, the Clevite-Brush headphones.
In those days, you had to take a test to get a license to be able to take meter readings, a requisite if you wanted to be on the air in the smaller towns. A couple of weeks after I turned 14, I went to Jackson and took the test, and became a licensed radio operator (3rd class, broadcast endorsement). After much wheedling, pleading, and pestering, Mr. Artman at WBAQ-FM gave me my first break, and let me do the afternoon shift, provided I could get clearance from the wage and hour folks. Too young to legally work, and no DECA program at my school, I had to be declared a "child actor". After a year of playing Montovani and the Ray Coniff Singers, I repaid Mr. Artman's kindness by bolting across town to the top-40 station, WDDT. And thus began my life as a shiftless gypsy.