A while ago, I told you about the semi-erotic Manhattan Midnight Ladies who often visited the WNBC studios which were on the second floor of the RCA Building in Manhattan. They didn’t visit the tiny 500 watt station where I had my first radio job. The WNRC studios were in a converted two car garage on a side road in New Rochelle. Midnight Ladies never came to see “Platter Pappa”, which was the God-awful name the station made me use on the air. However there was Madeline, the station’s receptionist. Madeline was about my age, and the Lord had blessed her so to speak. Madeline had a boy friend, and I had a girl friend. But I must confess I had lustful thoughts about her on a regular basis, and Madeline knew it. That’s why she never wandered into the studio or out into the transmitter room during my show while a record was playing. Except on my final night on the air. The amazing story of that final night is in today’s podcast. 