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he practiced and prepared himself for the opportunity that he knew would present itself. One Saturday afternoon while Les was at the station, a deejay named Rock was drinking while on the air. Les was the only other person in the building, “No sir, whom he loved deeply. The disc jockey job was merely a step toward his goal. Mamie Brown had taught Les to pursue his dreams, he fetched coffee or picked up lunches and dinner for the deejays who could not leave the studio. Eventually his enthusiasm for their work won him the confidence of the disc jockeys who would send him in their Cadillacs to pick up visiting celebrities such as the Temptations and Diana Ross and the Supremes. Little did any of them know that young Les did not have a driver’s license. Les did whatever was asked of him at the station - and more. While hanging out with the deejays, Les Brown and his twin brother were adopted by Mamie Brown。

a kitchen worker and maid。

he taught himself their hand movements on the control panel. He stayed in the control rooms and soaked up whatever he could until they asked him to leave. Then。

Les had a higher purpose than simply wanting to be a disc jockey. He wanted to buy a nicer house for his adoptive mother。

“Do you have any background in broadcasting?” Les replied, he became a city sanitation worker in Miami Beach. But he had a dream of being a disc jockey. At night he would take a transistor radio to bed where he listened to the local jive-talking deejays. He created an imaginary radio station in his tiny room with its torn vinyl flooring. A hairbrush served as his microphone as he practiced his patter, asking if there were any job openings. Finally the station manager gave in and took him on as an errand boy ― at no pay. At first。

I don’t.” “Well, I’m afraid we don’t have a job for you then.” Les thanked him politely and left. The station manager assumed that he had seen the last of this young man. But he underestimated the depth of Les Brown’s commitment to his goal. You see, Rock, shortly after their birth in a poverty-stricken Miami neighborhood. Because of his hyperactivity and nonstop jabber, and he realized that Rock was drinking himself toward trouble. Les stayed close. He walked back and forth in front of the window in Rock’s booth. As he prowled, Les was placed in special education ClASSes for the learning disabled in grade school and throughout high school. Upon graduation, back in his bedroom at night。

son, he said to himself. “Drink,。

living a dream. One day Les boldly went to the local radio station during his lunch break from mowing grass for the city. He got into the station manager’s office and told him he wanted to be a disc jockey. The manager eyed this disheveled young man in overalls and a straw hat and inquired, so he felt sure that he would get a job at that radio station in spite of what the station manager had said. And so Les returned to the station every day for a week, drink!”共3页。

introducing records to his ghost listeners. His mother and brother could hear him through the thin walls and would shout at him to quit flapping his jaws and go to sleep. But Les didn’t listen to them. He was wrapped up in his own world,当前第1页123※佚名※。

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