Could not have grown up without him.
When I was a teen-ager, my parents gave me the third floor of our mansard-roofed house as my bedroom. I listened to Jean Shepherd late at night on my transistor radio up there.
So many thanks to Richard K. Barry, at The Reaction, for reminding me of him. The video is a pale shadow of those stories late at night. The audience dilutes them. The magic was in Shepherd's talking to himself and allowing me to listen in.