As a teenager growing up in Griffin, Georgia, Scott Sladewould point to the local radio station in a two-story walk-up just off the town square and say, “Someday, I’m going to be working there.”
At the age of 15, Slade, looking a bit older with heavy sideburns and a mustache, and freshly in receipt of his broadcasting license – in those days any on-air personality in the indus...
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