Radio mirror (Jan-June 1948)

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"City life," say Willard and Ginny, "is not for kids — or us." That's why you can reach the Kloses these days at Echo Valley Farm ... or Red Hook 31. For the story of a back-to-the land movement that worked, eavesdrop any time on the Klose party line TIME was when Aunt Matilda's urge to listen in on the niral party line used to prick her conscience. That kind of telephonic eavesdropping provided some mighty entertaining moments but (and she'd be the last to deny it) the habit was highly unethical. Times have changed and the stigma has been removed. These afternoons — at 1:15 EST, Monday through Friday and 9 A.M. Sundays, over most stations of the Mutual Network — Aunty and the whole wide world are free to listen to anything that's said over Red Hook 31, a "party hne" that welcomes eavesdropping. Red Hook 31 — that's the title of Mutual's program and it's also the actual telephone number of Willard and Virginia Klose, two personable radio personaUties who have successfully completed their own "back to the land" movement. You see, until quite recently, "Woody" and Ginny Klose were in their element only in the plushier sections of St. Louis, Toronto or Manhattan. They didn't know a hayrick from a hoe in the ground. They were just a couple of squares from arovmd Times Square way. Even so, hke 99 percent of all city folks, the Kloses dreamed of a house in the country — a white house sheltered by big old trees and surrounded by a picket fence, loads of fresh air and sunshine and heaps of elbow room for Taylor, Nicky, Kevin and Christopher, now aged ten, nine, seven and two, in that order. Yesterday's dream is today's reality, including the white house with the picket fence. It goes by the name of Echo VaUey Farm and it's located in the heart of the fertile Hudson River valley, about twenty -five miles north of Poughkeepsie and roughly fifteen miles from the famous Hyde Park residence of the late President Roosevelt. As for elbow room, the Kloses have 102 acres of it — enough for their growing boys and the growing of apples, corn, garden vegetables and endless acres of alfalfa. Now^adays, broadcasting directly from their eighty-year-old farmhouse. Woody and Ginny talk knowingly on such subjects as soil conservation, tree Red Hook 31, the Klose family's broadcast from Kcho