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“Some Days are Diamonds, Some Days are Stone”

https://youtu.be/OKxTxEKvlmo "Little Dickie Feller," as my mother's favorite Pittsburgh disc jockey of the early 1970s used to call him.  (No, it wasn't KQV's Jim Quinn.  Or even Quinn's replacement, when Quinn moved to the bigger market of Buffalo NY in 1972 or 73 and was replaced by a young feller (see what I did there)… Continue reading “Some Days are Diamonds, Some Days are Stone”