History or folklore
History or folklore; it doesn’t matter much. I happened across a video of some older lads (OK, senior citizens) reminiscing about their experiences as radio ops during their war (something from the Far East, not meaning “up past Souris”). Anyhow, the stories can’t be confirmed, so I have to assume they had no reason to tell lies. For the record, the one about radios buried under the Berlin Wall seemed a bit farfetched, but no judgement, remember.
What I did enjoy was some of the explanations about the hardware and the use. I have some modern, small form factor radios, and I wonder how well some of the gear from six decades ago would match up. Which generation has deaf receivers as a penance? I’m not likely to ever get to compare apples to oranges. My only real life using gear from the tube era taught me the meaning of “boat anchor”; weight and materials combined. My newer radios won’t take the level of abuse that older gear received, physical or verbal.
Some of my purchases made recently on eBay have started to arrive: I now have a balun for upcoming homebrew antenna experiments. You can’t buy this kind of thing locally. Even the parts (think toroids) require waiting for that slow boat from China. Yes, I have a couple inbound. There’s something else at the local post office and the cryptic address says it might be mine.
I’ve also taken up an active study of plumbing components, and might be able to order a mixing valve soon. The third washroom mods await. I noticed that I already have some of the fancy mold inhibiting drywall installed, which will push the job along.
