Mom Glass
Mom Glass was a lady in her early 70’s. Her husband had died - and her children were of course, grown. Mom Glass, she wanted to be called Mom, adopted 3 or 4 of us on air at KLLS. She called, and we talked to her. She visited the station, and we invited her into the control room. She cooked for us - and we ate it. This is the odd part. As a rule, when you do what I do - you do not eat listener food (you never know.) "Mom" seemed harmless - and she was - she just liked to "cook for her boys." It wasn’t unusual for me to go on air at 2pm - met with a plate of hot pork chops, mashed potatos & corn. She would carefully wrap everything to keep it warm. My own mother at the time was 1200 miles away - and Mom Glass was more "Grandmotherly" to me - but I came to love this adorable woman. I imagined her own kids too busy to take the time to talk with her. I imagined this woman eating alone, for what might have been years - and somehow she latches onto this radio station. I don’t think she listened much, I never cared. We were giving this woman purpose, and that was reward in itself. Mom Glass must have died - she’d be just about 100 now. Just know - Mom Glass - that "your boys" - still think of you.
