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Subj: SCARY RADIO TALE 05-APR
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PACKET RADIO STATION - BUENOS AIRES (GF05OM)
PYTHON SCHEDULED NEWSLETTERS (PSN)
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# THE FREQUENCY
THE OLD KENWOOD CRACKLED TO LIFE AT 2:47 AM, AS IT DID EVERY NIGHT.
HAROLD ADJUSTED THE DIAL, CHASING THE STATIC, WHEN A VOICE CUT
THROUGHTHIN, TREMBLING.
"IS ANYONE THERE? I'VE BEEN TRANSMITTING FOR SEVENTY YEARS. CAN ANYONE
HEAR ME?"
HAROLD GRABBED THE MIC. "I HEAR YOU. WHAT'S YOUR CALL SIGN?"
"KK4RUN. BUT THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT. MY GRANDDAUGHTER BUILT THIS RIG IN
1987. SHE PASSED IN 1994."
HAROLD'S BLOOD TURNED TO ICE. HE CHECKED THE QSL CARD ON HIS WALLTHE
ONE HE'D INHERITED FROM HIS MENTOR. THERE IT WAS, IN FADED INK:
KK4RUN, DATED 1987.
"I KNEW HER," HAROLD WHISPERED. "SHE TAUGHT ME EVERYTHING."
THE STATIC SWELLED. THEN, QUIETLY: "TELL HER I'M STILL HERE. TELL HER
I NEVER STOPPED CALLING."
THE VOICE VANISHED. THE RIG WENT DEAD. ON HAROLD'S DESK, THE OLD
RADIO'S FINAL TRANSMISSION LOGGED ITSELF: *QSO WITH KK4RUN 0247Z
SIGNAL FADING 73*.
HAROLD SAT IN THE DARK FOR HOURS, WONDERING WHO HAD BEEN LISTENING ALL
THESE YEARS.
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