I was a freshman in high school when a classmate recommended the show, and Keillor's "News From Lake Wobegon" monologues, in particular. Intrigued, I started listening to the show in November 1985. I heard tales of Bruno the dog's antics and what it felt like to be sick on Thanksgiving, delivered in Keillor's calm baritone, and thought, "It speaks well of humanity that there's an audience for this type of show."
I still feel that way. The aspects of the program that drew me in when I was 15 still keep me tuned in at age 45. The music, which encompasses a wide range of talented singer-songwriters and acoustic instrumentalists, has always been one of the show's strongest attributes. In my earlier years of listening, I remember being impressed by Leo Kottke and Richard Dworsky's romp through Kottke's tune, "Little Beaver," Chet Atkins playing a tasteful rendition of Don McLean's "Vincent" on the guitar, Taj Mahal admonishing bean counters who want musicians "to face the tape recorder (instead of) the audience," and Acme Vocals performing a stellar a cappella medley of "Stand By Me" and "On Broadway." In later years, performances by Nickel Creek (featuring incoming "...Prairie Home..." host Chris Thile, who takes over the show on October 15), Sarah Jarosz, Erin Bode, and The Wailin' Jennys impressed me so much that I wondered why each of those artists aren't at the top of every listener's must-purchase list.
Keillor, through his amusing memories and compellingly written and delivered "News From Lake Wobegon" monologues, has held the show together since its inception. It's a testament to his talent that I can recall so many highlights of his show. Among my favorites:
- Keillor discussed the angst one student in the Lake Wobegon High School class felt after she thought it might be a good omen if her class of '86 had 86 members instead of 87. She then feels guilty as her eye falls upon a yearbook photo of one student. "He's going to die because I said that," she thinks. Despite never having called him before, she phones him and says, "I just called to see how you are." Keillor said "it was a short, awkward conversation."
- Keillor recalls a dinner during which two guests participate in an extremely long, silent table grace before dinner. As Keillor explained it, finishing your prayers first would have indicated that your faith wasn't as strong as the other person's. "So, they went at it," he said.
- An aunt in Keillor's "...Lake Wobegon" monologues is known for her excellent "chocolate angel food cake" baking skills, but she downplays them too much. (Per Keillor, it wasn't called "devil's food cake," as that would have given Satan the credit.) As people were eating delicious pieces of a cake she'd baked, she'd say, "Oh, I meant to throw that to the dog!"
- Keillor's recollection of "The Best Things In Life," a radio show Studs Terkel and he used to perform, sparked one of his funniest monologues. In one week's show, Terkel's character offered Keillor's character a chance to go to Chicago. Keillor's character was supposed to think it over. Keillor, however, lost his place in the script. When offered the opportunity to travel, Keillor ad-libbed to Terkel, "No, I don't think so." Consequently, they had to skip many pages of dialogue and end the show early. After delivering the show's closing lines about appreciating "the rainbow that lies in our own backyard, Millville," Keillor looked up and "saw the engineer pulling his hands apart in a gesture that we all understand to mean, 'More.'" "Oh, yes," Keillor improvised. "Oh, yes. It's true, it's true, it's true. Oh, Millville, Millville...Where I learned the value of hard work and the true meaning of Christmas..." He then said he was sure that some of the positive attributes of Millville could be found in so many other towns and then started to name other cities, pausing between them for dramatic emphasis. By the time he'd finished filling the requisite amount of time, he was "laying prostrate on the floor."
Keillor once said, "Life is so sweet. There's enough for all of us." Idealistic? Maybe. But who doesn't want to believe it's true?