What is it about old men and radios?

“What is it about old men and radios?” I asked myself one day
while our fathers and our husbands sit down on the couch to play-
their favourite radio station, silently listening with great intent
to the broadcast news and old songs, heads leaned over as they bent
over the blues and country music, to the latest headlines worn
out there in the Aussie outback or the New York lights of scorn.

“What is it about old men and radios“? I asked myself again
for the memories of those grey hairs, casting shadows as a pin-
drops on the night time echoes, from those bands of past delights

as the music transmits softly ..... to the waves of invisible sights.

Juanita Tice Paulino