'Good day!' and goodbye
 

[From Entertainment Weekly]

Paul Harvey died on Saturday at age 90. He was a remarkably original radio personality. My parents used to listen to his mixture of news and anecdote every day, and when I was a child I became transfixed by Harvey's rumbling-deep voice and strikingly unique phrasing. He'd pause in the middle of sentences for dramatic effect. He'd rush to the end of a story, pause for so long you thought the radio had gone dead, and then you'd suddenly hear him bark in mock-triumph, "Page two!"... his term for changing the subject, and off he was, onto another story, or to a commercial whose copy he read himself and promoted personally.

Harvey belonged to the pre-TV generation, but lasted well into the Internet age. In recent years, I would hear him only on car trips, around noon wherever I was, on the AM radio dial. He had the gift of making it seem as though he was talking only to you. "Hello, Americans!" he'd greet you merrily: patriotism never sounded so much fun.

Paul Harvey, sir... good day!

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That's indeed sad. I'll miss "And now you know…the rest of the story."

I used to work on a paint crew (painting walls of public buildings and private homes, inside and out). The boss loved Paul Harvey enough to always station little radios all over the work site. On days or hours when the radio show wasn't on my boss was often a real dick, but when the radio show was on, he was in a good mood and easy to get along with.

I never went out of my way to turn his show on myself, but I enjoyed listening to him on painting jobs.

Rest in peace Paul Harvey.