I was twelve years old. I got out my bicycle and rode
over to KFWB. They said, “What do you want?” I said,
“I’d like to give a weekly radio program for the Boy
Scouts.” They said, “Are you an Eagle?” I said, “No,
I’m a Tenderfoot.” They said, “Did the Boy Scouts send
you?” I said, “No, I just got the idea and came over.”
They said, “Well, run along.” So I went over to KNX.
They liked the idea and arranged a time for the
first program. I then went to the Boy Scouts,
told them what had happened, and asked for their
approval and cooperation. They said it was all
right to give the program but that they would not
cooperate. In fact, they never did. Each
time I asked for the Boy Scout band, they said No.
Individual Scouts all gave their services
willingly. There were boy sopranos; trumpet,
trombone, and piano soloists; and Scouts who
spoke on their experiences building fires and tying
knots. The volume of fan mail increased each month.
After two years, the organization called up
KNX, said they’d never authorized the program,
and demanded that I be put out and they be put in.
They were. The band finally played. A few
weeks later, KNX took the program off the air.