Back in in the late 40s and maybe very early 50s, when CDs were certificates of deposit, and disk were heavy round objects thrown during the Olympics, there was a fantastic program on the radio named Dimension X. Or as the intro proclaimed… Dimension X-X-X-X-X-x-x-x-x. Who (besides me) remembers it?
I habitually had nightmares, no doubt fed and watered on the likes of Dimension X! But, I was enthralled with that radio program! A lot of its stories centered on space travel! This was right up my alley.
I distinctly remember one night after I’d been put to bed. I was far from asleep. Dimension X was on that night. So… boys being boys, and me being a boy… I’d slipped Dad’s portable Philco radio under the covers, and was listening to some space-alien thriller on the radio! Mom caught me! Oops. Now THAT was real-life scary! Sometimes a space-alien can’t hold a candle to an upset mommie.
Yes, I’ve listened to that above new CD many happy times!