"Tis the Season!
It is the season to give! That is something people in rural communities know how to do very well. Our general manager Dave has only been here about 2 months and was wondering how he was going to survive cooking a turkey on his own....he had never attempted it before. As luck would have it he didn't have to! He was invited out to eat Thanksgiving with one of the loving families of this community, and he even scored some delivered dinner as well! Misty was worried about having
Turkey Day
There were two turkey's named Terrence and Clarence who grew up out on the farm, safe from all harm (or so they thought, they were assured when they retired it would be somewhere hot.) They gobbled until they wobbled and became extra fat, and do you know what the farmer thought about that? He was happy, happy indeed as he thought of his family they would soon feed.
The turkey's didn't know, until one day Terrence was down low trying to get the last of the corn and he final
Premiums!
Jerry hardly ever got any mail, but he checked it diligently anyway. One day he opened his mailbox and was surprised to find a package! The return address was from "KSKO Po Box 70 McGrath Alaska 99627." He wondered what they could be sending him. He hadn't called in for "What's the name of that song," last week. Even though he was relatively sure the song they played was AC/DC's "Thunderstruck." When he got home he opened the package carefully, inside was a KSKO schedule, a t
Thanksgiving Poem
Thankfulness Happiness
Appetite Nice
Kindred Spirits Secret Sauce
Grateful
Innocence
Variety
Indigestion
No fighting
Grandparents
Do you have a Thanksgiving poem that you want to share? KSKO would love to hear them! You can stop on by the station to record your poem, or record it on your phone and send it to us! Our email address is gm.ksko@gmail.com, or prg.ksko@gmail.com. You can also give us a call at 524-3001 to set up a time to come in and record. Thank you
Halloween!
It was a dark and misty night, and Jack was on his way home from trick or treating when he heard foot steps behind him. Now usually Jack was hard to scare, but tonight was Halloween, and his sister had told him a scary story late last night. Something about a monster that LOVED candy, and the only thing it loved more was eating up little boys who had already started eating their candy! (Maybe she said little girls too, but all Jack could think about was how the monster liked