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I don't know that I'd call life amidst a full-blown economic depression or a world war simpler, but I might say that radio entertainment in that time and place was a simple matter of using your mind's and heart's eye, a pair of faculties rather much eroded since the advent of television.

And since I was barely alive when classic network radio went onto life support, as it were, this isn't something I came to enjoy for the sake of remembering a time that wasn't mine, even if I do have vague memories of my grandmother listening to the last days of Pepper Young's Family.

The best thing about not being of the classic network radio generations is being able to listen not for the sake of clanking nostalgia but for living, breathing art. Approaching it that way I came to appreciate even more how the absolute best of classic network radio transcends its own time and place.

And can still make you laugh like hell.