God bless you Garrison. I'm 84 and memories of listening to you while i was living in New England are priceless. Particularly a New Years eve show. I was coming back from night skiing with a new girl friend and we went home in separate cars but somehow I got her to listen with me to your parody of Emily Dickinson that was hilarious. She performs her works regularly as a one woman show. Thank you for all the precious memories. If it was Saturday night, I was usually listening to your marvelous humor. Bless you. Will Bronson
You were the reason I began to write, the reason I began to sing to my children, and the example of calm I tried to emulate. Thank you. You do good work.
Your words are an inspiration. As we get older, my husband and I, who have been listening to you for almost 50 years, understand what it means to connect with friends, enjoy life to the fullest, and celebrate the values and virtues that bind us together as Americans, caring for others as we would wish for.
I have come to realise in my forty nine years of distant, open memories that nostalgia is part of us all.
It's ok that the audience listens to your stories of Lake Wobegone and feels like an extended family member. I have visited the Shenandoah Valley myself when my late uncle and aunt took to the rapids in the spring and sailed down the river in a soft and wet moment. You are connecting people to the moments of youth and vitality.
Memories are made of such other fine memories and chock full of them for sure. Stop for those photos and shared memories. Those are the only good COVID’s we have. Pass on those “sine qua nons”. We can’t do without them.
I was fortunate to live in and near the Shenandoah for 5 or 6 years, it was lovely. It has changed as so many places have, but my remembrance is alive and green in my mind, so in many ways it’s the same, if only in my head. I discovered PHC on YouTube last night and it was like old times! ❤️
Thank you for all those Saturday nights of PHC! My children grew up with your wonderful show as a highlight to their week. Wherever we happened to be, we'd tune in with happy anticipation. It became a Saturday night ritual for our family. Sometimes we'd listen while eating homemade pizza at home; sometimes we'd listen while driving to an event in town. Your show--the private jokes, the music--became part of our family language, a cultural experience that our kids shared with their friends. "Oh, we heard that on PHC. You've never heard of PHC? Well, listen to it next week!" Your variety show of humor, music, and wisdom made a big impression on my children, who are now adults and who still remember our shared family entertainment with fondness. God bless your contribution to what's good in this world.
PS: Yes, and I especially loved your references to English majors. I became one in 2002, after my divorce...a lifelong dream. I would listen to PHC while writing my essays. And yes, I waited tables, worked in a greenhouse, but finally I did publish that first book. "Love Culture: A Memoir of Costa Rica" - and I, too, have a hard drive full of neglected work. Keep on keeping on!
Thank you. The light is shining beautifully!
This, This is the Garrison Keillor I have come to know and love...and admire. Sorry about that comment on 'old roots.'
Is this at the right speed? Garrison's voice sounds low and slurry. Not like I remember it on PHC.
God bless you Garrison. I'm 84 and memories of listening to you while i was living in New England are priceless. Particularly a New Years eve show. I was coming back from night skiing with a new girl friend and we went home in separate cars but somehow I got her to listen with me to your parody of Emily Dickinson that was hilarious. She performs her works regularly as a one woman show. Thank you for all the precious memories. If it was Saturday night, I was usually listening to your marvelous humor. Bless you. Will Bronson
I grew up in lake wobegon
You were the reason I began to write, the reason I began to sing to my children, and the example of calm I tried to emulate. Thank you. You do good work.
Great to hear this. I miss the Prairie Home.
Your words are an inspiration. As we get older, my husband and I, who have been listening to you for almost 50 years, understand what it means to connect with friends, enjoy life to the fullest, and celebrate the values and virtues that bind us together as Americans, caring for others as we would wish for.
I have come to realise in my forty nine years of distant, open memories that nostalgia is part of us all.
It's ok that the audience listens to your stories of Lake Wobegone and feels like an extended family member. I have visited the Shenandoah Valley myself when my late uncle and aunt took to the rapids in the spring and sailed down the river in a soft and wet moment. You are connecting people to the moments of youth and vitality.
Your voice continues to be a balm in a troubled worldly sea. May you continue to continue to continue. And thanks.
Thank you Randy, exactly what I would have liked to say!
Thank you for shining your light into the darkness all around us.
Did they sell the ice cubes to the Eskimos?
Memories are made of such other fine memories and chock full of them for sure. Stop for those photos and shared memories. Those are the only good COVID’s we have. Pass on those “sine qua nons”. We can’t do without them.
I was fortunate to live in and near the Shenandoah for 5 or 6 years, it was lovely. It has changed as so many places have, but my remembrance is alive and green in my mind, so in many ways it’s the same, if only in my head. I discovered PHC on YouTube last night and it was like old times! ❤️
Thank you for all those Saturday nights of PHC! My children grew up with your wonderful show as a highlight to their week. Wherever we happened to be, we'd tune in with happy anticipation. It became a Saturday night ritual for our family. Sometimes we'd listen while eating homemade pizza at home; sometimes we'd listen while driving to an event in town. Your show--the private jokes, the music--became part of our family language, a cultural experience that our kids shared with their friends. "Oh, we heard that on PHC. You've never heard of PHC? Well, listen to it next week!" Your variety show of humor, music, and wisdom made a big impression on my children, who are now adults and who still remember our shared family entertainment with fondness. God bless your contribution to what's good in this world.
PS: Yes, and I especially loved your references to English majors. I became one in 2002, after my divorce...a lifelong dream. I would listen to PHC while writing my essays. And yes, I waited tables, worked in a greenhouse, but finally I did publish that first book. "Love Culture: A Memoir of Costa Rica" - and I, too, have a hard drive full of neglected work. Keep on keeping on!