Christmas is telling time-wondering time. Wonder enough about it, and you'll know, and you'll tell about it.

I did pretty good for a guy who never finished high school and used to yodel at square dances.

When my time comes, just skin me and put me up there on Trigger, just as though nothing had ever changed.

Like God, Christmas is timeless and eternal, from everlasting to everlasting. It is something even more than what happened that night in starlit little Bethlehem; it has been behind the stars forever. There was Christmas in the heart of God before the world was formed.

The station put us on staff at $35 a week... and I mean every week.

I was raised on a little farm about 12 miles out of Portsmouth, Ohio.

You couldn't beg, borrow, or steal a job in 1931, 1932... it was really tough.