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Everythinghaensforthebest，
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mymothersaidwheneverIfaceddisaointment。
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Ifyoucancarryon，onedaysomethinggoodwillhaen。
Andyoullrealizethatitwouldnthavehaenedifnotforthatrevious1disaointment。
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Motherwasright，asIdiscoveredaftergraduatingfromcollegein1932，Ihaddecidedtotryforajobinradio，thenworkmywayutosortsannouncer。
IhitchhikedtoChicagoandknockedonthedoorofeverystation—andgotturneddowneverytime。
Inonestudio，akindladytoldmethatbigstationscouldntriskhiringinexeriencederson—
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Gooutinthesticksandfindasmallstationthatllgiveyouachance。
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shesaid。
IthumbedhometoDixon，Illinois。
Whilethemwasnoradio-announcingjobsinDixon，myfathersaidMontgomeryWardhadoenedastoreandwantedalocalathlete2tomanageitssortsdeartment。
SinceDixonwaswhereIhadlayedhigh；schoolfootball，Ialied。
Thejobsoundedjustrightforme。
ButIwasnthired。
Mydisaointmentmusthaveshown。
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Everythinghaensforthebest。
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Momremindedme。
Dadofferedmethecartojobhunt。
ItriedWOCRadioinDavenort，Iowa。
Therogramdirector，awonderfulScotsmannamedPeterMacArthur，toldmetheyhadalreadyhiredanannouncer。
AsIlefthisoffice，myfrustrationboiledover。
Iaskedaloud，
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Howcanafellowgettobeasortannouncerifhecantgetajobinaradiostation?
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Iwaswaitingfortheelevator3whenIheardMacArthurcalling，
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Whatwasthatyousaidaboutsorts?Doyouknowanythingaboutfootball?
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