One of the joys and mysteries of my childhood was a single copy of QST from the 1930s that my father had amongst the piles of Scientific Americans and various technical magazines in his study. I examined it avidly, probably prompted to do so by the crystal radio sets he had helped my brother and me to build when I was about five or six years old. That crystal radio set was my lifeline to the outside world -- its significance is hinted at by the fact that when I got my first camera a year or two later, it was the only object that deserved three shots... well, I may be misinterpreting one of them, which features prominently in the foreground the figure of Phyllis Goff, my girl-friend in first and second grade...
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