My tour of sitcom cities wouldn’t be complete without a stop to Cincinnati, where I visited my favorite radio station, WKRP.
Let’s take a time machine back to 1986. Everyday after school, I would race home to catch the 3:00 reruns of WKRP on Channel 6. And, everyday, I would fall in love with the gorgeous Loni Anderson - and sometimes Jan Smithers, depending on what she was wearing. But Loni! You were like summer + apple pie + some watermelons.
Loni, if you’re reading this awesome blog, do you remember the letter I sent you? No? I kept a copy of it:
Dear Loni, I love your hair and dresses. If I move to Cincinnati, can I please be your boyfriend and take you on a date? And then you and I can ride motorcycles. Please write me back. I love you.
Welp, there’s no sign of Loni in Cincinnati anymore, but the radio station is still there. I got to spin a few records yesterday afternoon. And you know what I said before I had to leave? BOOGER!!! Yeah, I’m cool!
