I miss working at the radio station at thanksgiving. Every day I provided a service to the community telling them what the weather was going to be like today telling them almost minute by minute what time it was while they got their morning routine going.. I might even be able to make someone smile with one of my stupid thoughts or make a birthday wish to someone that didn't believe anyone knew it was their birthday. "Thanks Giving" is an opportunity to actually help some people. And more than make them smile but feed them. I've broadcast food drives at the Market House in Hills dale Michigan and filled Parneys car care rental trucks with food. I broadcast live from 6 a.m to 6 p.m back at the station the board opping was cover with sales people or djs from the other two stations in the building but at the market house I was almost on my own. Nathan Curtis (one of my listeners) volunteered to help me at the store along with volunteers from the salvation army and captain Duncan. Brent Boyd from the market house deserves most of the credit we fed a community for "Thanks Giving". Brent set up a deal for shoppers for one price you bought the turkey and Brent threw in the fixings. It included stuffing macaroni and cheese corn cranberry sauce pumpkin pie filling and a turkey! for one price that wasn't much more than a turkey by its self. So while I broadcast I told my listeners "buy your turkey here today and donate your fixings." Brent also told me he would sell me food at his cost. I told my listeners "bring me cash" Performance auto motive shows up with 200 dollars. wow we can buy a bunch of food with that 200 dollars.... don't we have some more auto parts stores in town? I asked . I talked up Performance automotive until napa came up to the store with 230 dollars. one of my listeners" Emma" had accidentally swore on the air one day when I put her on the air. Emma showed up and gave me forty dollars under one condition that I stop talking about her swearing on the radio. Mike Mckormick from Malibou tan gave me cash...
I bought full skids of macaroni and cheese. full skids of caned corn green beans.. Skids of stuffing at cost. I think I bought 50 turkeys for the salvation army. I felt important.... never felt more like I was doing just what God has planned for me. It was more than I could even dream about when I was in Prison. I listened to food drives like this while I was locked up.....only the stations I listened to had people.. shifts of disc jockeys coming and going like in the stupid 80s show WKRP in Cincinnati.
My food drive was successful I didn't throw turkeys from a hovering helicopter like Less Nesman.
As important as it seemed it was only a small taste of Gods potential for me...... Imagine...
Bob Jenkens
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