I can tolerate the Mexicans. I speak enough Spanish to manage a very short QSO. It's them damned noise toys they use... Drives me nuts.
They just don't use an ordinary toy.
They just don't use an ordinary toy.
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Well that's my issue also first they say 3 words too fast for me to understand then the noise toys just drive me nuts that's when I turn the radio off and go find something else to do
My first radio was an old Cobra 146GTL my dad gave me when I got my license and first truck around 1998. He's a trucker, so we always had radio stuff laying around the house. I saw the radio in his desk one day and asked about it. When he came in off his next trip he had me a new antenna and coax, and helped me hook it all up...that's when the CB addiction started!
Royce 1-641. Made a lot of friends via that rig - got it in 1977. Really wanted the -642 and it only took me 28 years to find one!
Became a licensed ham in '79 but still play around on 38LSB from time to time with the few remaining locals. Also enjoy SWLing, VHF/UHF scanning/Ute monitoring, FRS, MURS, etc. If it produces RF of some sort I probably have one or two in the shack.
Became a licensed ham in '79 but still play around on 38LSB from time to time with the few remaining locals. Also enjoy SWLing, VHF/UHF scanning/Ute monitoring, FRS, MURS, etc. If it produces RF of some sort I probably have one or two in the shack.
first radio
As a kid I helped a man on his farm. (not sure how much help I was). He was a ham and I got to talk on his radio a couple of times. I was hooked, saved money and scraped enough to buy a Kraco Super deluxe in 1973. Hooked a pair of antennas on the '63 Squire. Still have the radio and still works good, wish I had the wagon. Now ham ticket and many radios later I'm still hooked.
As a kid I helped a man on his farm. (not sure how much help I was). He was a ham and I got to talk on his radio a couple of times. I was hooked, saved money and scraped enough to buy a Kraco Super deluxe in 1973. Hooked a pair of antennas on the '63 Squire. Still have the radio and still works good, wish I had the wagon. Now ham ticket and many radios later I'm still hooked.
Midland 18-853 picked up from a swap meet in 1992. Took it to the local golden screwdriver for the "monster tune." That radio sounded crunchy and loud over the cb band, probably a few ham bands, tv sets, car stereos, the drive in at McDonald's, and the P.A. System at the local burger joint after it's trip to the local golden screwdriver.
Had alot of fun with it though.
Me, "23 number 23"
Burger Bar, "Umm, sorry, we didn't call number 23"
I won't own a radio that bleeds now but I was a 16 year old delinquent back then.
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Had alot of fun with it though.
Me, "23 number 23"
Burger Bar, "Umm, sorry, we didn't call number 23"
I won't own a radio that bleeds now but I was a 16 year old delinquent back then.
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My first CB was an Audiovox 23 channel receiver only that linked in with the car radio to listen to back in the early to mid-70s. That got me interested enough to get a cheap CB for my old van after I was just out of high school. I'm don't remember the brand name, may have been Radio Shack. I’ve had a CB of some kind in my vehicle ever since. I used to travel a lot in the early 80s and monitored 19 a lot; saved me a speeding ticket or two for sure. Just before Cell phones became all the rage, our family used a CB in the kitchen (Anton 99 on the roof) to keep in touch locally having put a CB in everybody’s vehicle so they could call home. We kept the radio turned on in the kitchen whenever anyone left. After my wife got her first cell phone, she has never wanted CB in her car anymore, but we still have the CB in the kitchen and I have a SSB/40 out in my old Barn/workshop. I have a Uniden PC68XL in my SUV that I still use a lot when I’m on the highway. I got my first Ham license in 1995 and really been putting most of my money and effort into that, but I’ve never turned my back on CBs and still enjoy them.
Mitchell that reminds me of the old days, had a Johnson 250 in my kitchen on an old Radio Shack 1/4 wave gorund place, I think in the day they were like $8.95 or something close to that with cheap rg58 cable. I was working about 15 miles from home and on a quiet day could talk all the way to work to the kids while they were having breakfast before school. Brings back good memories of a simpler time. JC Penney Pinto, like 129.99 in those days but it worked very well on a 102" whip
1975, was 13 years old. Johnson 6 channel radio. Can not remember the model. Did have walky talkies before then but no one talked on channel 14.
forgot i had a set of 3 channel realistic handheld cbs back in mid 80,s
they had a,b,c for channels i used channel 14 [c] i think. my next door neighbor
and i used them in the woods .they worked great for what they were ,these had a real
extenable antenna not no rubber antenna.i still them some where
johnson model 100 6 channel, 102 inch whip, 1974, before that kiddie talkies on 14,,, won a hygain III at skeet shoot and just got the bug bad then.
First cb radio President Andrew J 40 channel am with 5-7amp power supply and DV27 antenna screwed to a hollow steel pole and set in the gutter of the house. Got out around 4 to 9 miles with that set-up.That was around '75 or thereabouts. In the early 80's I bought a Stalker vi am ssb modded for 240 chanells which I had until it was taken by a THIEF and I never recovered it. Great radio, Good dx contacts into various parts of Europe and all done on a DV27 antenna. I got out of the hobby until earlier this year when I got curious and checked out the net to see if they were still in existence. Yes I still have the bug and thankfully the small group that I talk with are only on ssb and its everyday talk with manners and decorem. A few folks with the ham ticket but we all get along just fine. I better stop cos I'm ramblin on.
I first got interested in radio communications around the age of 8, which was the year 1987. For Christmas I had received a pair of Fisher Price Sky Talker walkie talkies. As far as kid walkie talkies go these were the top of the line model.
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*** I was at my grandmother’s house in Auburn (may she rest in peace) and when I turned them on I found that another kid my age down the street had received a pair of walkie talkies and we talked for a good 2 hours. I had those walkie talkies for years and used them frequently with my sister and friends. One day around the age of 12 in the year 1991 I was cleaning out my closet and came across the pair of walkie talkies. I grabbed a 9-volt battery and installed it in one of the walkie talkies. I turned it on and vaguely heard someone in the distance. I placed the walkie talkie in my windowsill and continued to clean out my room. I had grabbed something heavy out of my closet, which I don’t remember what exactly it was, but I placed it in the windowsill and it laid against the walkie talkie, bending the antenna along the frame of the screen window. Suddenly I was picking up several radio signals, one which seemed to be coming from a location a good 2 miles away. I was floored and continued to do that for a good year. I enjoyed listening to what I could pick up. I spent some of my allowance on batteries every week.
*** The next year when I was 13 in 1992. I used to visit my cousin John “Jack” *Nivila (may he rest in peace) at his place of employment, which was the New England Science Center, now known as the Ecotarium. Jack was in charge of building security. Jack had a vintage radio communications scanner that had 4 channels and was crystal controlled. Naturally he had it programmed for the local police and fire departments. I would sit there for hours enamored with what I was listening to. Around the same time I got interested in astronomy, again at the New England Science Center. The curator of astronomy, Dr. Ed Frederick, invited me one evening to join a meeting of the local astronomy club, Aldrich Astronomical Society, which was temporarily meeting at the Science Center during the winter due to harsh conditions not allowing access to the observatory which was in the middle of the woods on the Paxton/Rutland line. Once the winter of 1992 was over we began meeting again at the clubhouse. One of the club members Craig Cortis, who is still a member of the club today as well as another member John Glass, had inexpensive Radio Shack CB Radio’s in their cars. Craig never talked on it and used to just listen or as it is known in the CB world as “sandbagging.” John Glass would occasionally talk on the radio using the handle “Stargazer.” Every Friday night the club would meet and either John or Craig would take the time to allow me to listen to the CB in their vehicles. Over the next 6 months I really became interested in getting a CB of my own. I begged my parents to purchase one for me. When December came around my parents told me that for Christmas they would pick me up an inexpensive CB, and that they would take me to go pick one out. Naturally I wanted one that I could take with me everywhere. I chose a GE 40 channel walkie talkie, which at the time was one of the nicest handheld radios that you could get.
*** On December 25, 1992 I opened up my new CB radio that I had picked out about a week before. It was like looking at a pot of gold. I would soon find out that my radio was nothing compared to what most people in the area had, but to me it was like I won the lottery. I took that radio with me everywhere, including school. I decided to use the handle “717” which is my birthday. Keep in mind the astronomy meetings I attended were held about 20 minutes from Worcester in the middle of nowhere, so only the strongest stations were able to reach the meeting site, as Worcester is built around a handful of large hills. I was under the impression that there weren’t many people using the radio in the area. Anyway, I lived on top of one of the largest hills. I plugged in my walkie talkie and extended the 52 inch antenna. I found most of the channels quiet, mostly due to it being Christmas, but I spent every minute that day listening to the radio. I never keyed up as I wanted to soak in everything I could to prepare me to fit in with the locals. I have to admit I was very disappointed that day as the band was very quiet, but at the time I hadn’t realized it was because of the holiday.
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*** On December 26, 1992 I woke up and the first thing I did was grab my bowl of cornflakes and ran into the TV room which was on the backside of the house which looked out towards the city. When I turned that walkie talkie on I was beyond floored. Every last one of the 40 channels had conversations present, you heard right, every last one. It wasn’t even skip booming in either. It was all locals. It seems I joined the CB world during the year where many others had as well.
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*** I was at my grandmother’s house in Auburn (may she rest in peace) and when I turned them on I found that another kid my age down the street had received a pair of walkie talkies and we talked for a good 2 hours. I had those walkie talkies for years and used them frequently with my sister and friends. One day around the age of 12 in the year 1991 I was cleaning out my closet and came across the pair of walkie talkies. I grabbed a 9-volt battery and installed it in one of the walkie talkies. I turned it on and vaguely heard someone in the distance. I placed the walkie talkie in my windowsill and continued to clean out my room. I had grabbed something heavy out of my closet, which I don’t remember what exactly it was, but I placed it in the windowsill and it laid against the walkie talkie, bending the antenna along the frame of the screen window. Suddenly I was picking up several radio signals, one which seemed to be coming from a location a good 2 miles away. I was floored and continued to do that for a good year. I enjoyed listening to what I could pick up. I spent some of my allowance on batteries every week.
*** The next year when I was 13 in 1992. I used to visit my cousin John “Jack” *Nivila (may he rest in peace) at his place of employment, which was the New England Science Center, now known as the Ecotarium. Jack was in charge of building security. Jack had a vintage radio communications scanner that had 4 channels and was crystal controlled. Naturally he had it programmed for the local police and fire departments. I would sit there for hours enamored with what I was listening to. Around the same time I got interested in astronomy, again at the New England Science Center. The curator of astronomy, Dr. Ed Frederick, invited me one evening to join a meeting of the local astronomy club, Aldrich Astronomical Society, which was temporarily meeting at the Science Center during the winter due to harsh conditions not allowing access to the observatory which was in the middle of the woods on the Paxton/Rutland line. Once the winter of 1992 was over we began meeting again at the clubhouse. One of the club members Craig Cortis, who is still a member of the club today as well as another member John Glass, had inexpensive Radio Shack CB Radio’s in their cars. Craig never talked on it and used to just listen or as it is known in the CB world as “sandbagging.” John Glass would occasionally talk on the radio using the handle “Stargazer.” Every Friday night the club would meet and either John or Craig would take the time to allow me to listen to the CB in their vehicles. Over the next 6 months I really became interested in getting a CB of my own. I begged my parents to purchase one for me. When December came around my parents told me that for Christmas they would pick me up an inexpensive CB, and that they would take me to go pick one out. Naturally I wanted one that I could take with me everywhere. I chose a GE 40 channel walkie talkie, which at the time was one of the nicest handheld radios that you could get.
*** On December 25, 1992 I opened up my new CB radio that I had picked out about a week before. It was like looking at a pot of gold. I would soon find out that my radio was nothing compared to what most people in the area had, but to me it was like I won the lottery. I took that radio with me everywhere, including school. I decided to use the handle “717” which is my birthday. Keep in mind the astronomy meetings I attended were held about 20 minutes from Worcester in the middle of nowhere, so only the strongest stations were able to reach the meeting site, as Worcester is built around a handful of large hills. I was under the impression that there weren’t many people using the radio in the area. Anyway, I lived on top of one of the largest hills. I plugged in my walkie talkie and extended the 52 inch antenna. I found most of the channels quiet, mostly due to it being Christmas, but I spent every minute that day listening to the radio. I never keyed up as I wanted to soak in everything I could to prepare me to fit in with the locals. I have to admit I was very disappointed that day as the band was very quiet, but at the time I hadn’t realized it was because of the holiday.
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*** On December 26, 1992 I woke up and the first thing I did was grab my bowl of cornflakes and ran into the TV room which was on the backside of the house which looked out towards the city. When I turned that walkie talkie on I was beyond floored. Every last one of the 40 channels had conversations present, you heard right, every last one. It wasn’t even skip booming in either. It was all locals. It seems I joined the CB world during the year where many others had as well.
My Aunt married a former RAF radioman after WWII and he was BIG into ham radio. As far back as I can remember I was awed at the sheer amount and size of equipment in his basement. At age 10 or so, (1970), he gave me my first radio - A Mosley CM-1 ham bands only receiver. I got my first CB in 1974 - A brandy-new Lafayette Telsat 925 with a Hy-Gain CLR2 Ground plane on the vent pipe. Got my ham ticket in 1979 and I enjoy both ham and CB, but gotta admit, CB is still my fav! Wow - Memories!