1972, my first day on the new job.
Sitting outside in my brand new
Nova, the parking lot of the Kansas
City Star Newspaper. Listening to
the radio, and to my surprise the
Roger Miller song, Kansas City Star
is playing.
Wow! How appropriate. Must be
a good omen of sorts, and I’m
psyched. I won’t go into particulars
here, but the new job lasted 6-months.
Turns out display advertising sales
held no promising future for me.
I should have listened to Roger
Miller’s lyrics closer. It was a humor-
ous ditty about a cowboy star on local
TV driving a Cadillac which may
have afforded me a more fitting
future.
To this day some 49-years later,
I still sing the lyrical tag line to
Miller’s silly song--”I’m the King
of Kansas City. No thanks, Omaha,
no thanks a lot! Kansas City Star,
that’s what I are…Yodel-deedle
ay-hee, you oughta see my car.”
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Chris Hanch 8-3-2021
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