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ISBN: 978-1-942611-68-4 (hard cover)
ISBN: 978-1-942611-69-1 (soft cover)
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Matthews, Kevin (Radio personality), author.
Title: Broken Mary : a journey of hope /
Kevin Matthews.
Description: North Palm Beach, FL : Beacon Pub., 2016.
Identifiers: LCCN 2016015237 (print) | LCCN
2016016000 (ebook) | ISBN 9781942611684 (hardcover) |
ISBN 9781942611691 (softcover) | ISBN 9781942611707
(ebook)
Subjects: LCSH: Fatima, Our Lady of. | Mary, Blessed
Virgin, Saint--Apparitions and miracles. | Matthews,
Kevin (Radio personality | Radio personalities--Illinois
-Chicago--Biography. | Multiple sclerosis--Patients-
Religious life.
Classification: LCC BT660.F3 M38 2016 (print) | LCC
BT660.F3 (ebook) | DDC
282.092 [B] --dc23
LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2016015237
This book is for my wife, Debra, who has a tender heart, a most infectious laugh, and is the beautiful mother of the two treasures of my life.
Contents
PART I
Radio Man
PART II
Broken Mary
Foreword
A few years ago, when I was researching contemporary radio for a talk I was to give at my university, I happened upon The Morning Show on WLAV-FM (96.9), Grand Rapids, Michigan. The radio man, Kevin Matthews, was running through the events of the previous evening, commenting on some of the particulars as he went. Pretty soon he was interrupted by his ill-mannered sports reporter, Jim Shorts, who wanted to complain about the Tigers performance. Kevin was patient; Jim was annoyed. Kevin reinterpreted some spicy remarks; Jim flew into a rage. I wondered, as I listened, whether Jim Shorts was a real person or not, finally deciding that he was not. He was, in fact, Kevin Matthews changing his voice. Wow! Ozs wizard. This is one clever radio show host, I concluded, who has crafted a short-tempered, irascible, indelibly negative curmudgeon as a contrast to his own slightly provocative foil.
Jim Shorts stands in a line of comic fictitious creations who strive to provoke smiles and laughter through outlandish actions, mendacity, and verbal abuse. They depend on the audiences recognition of the human state made ridiculous by its limitations. They mock; they deflate pretense; and sometimes they exploit low comedy or articulate the forbidden. They have been crafted by some of our finest authors. We think of Boccaccios Frate Cipolla, a Franciscan who cheats his trusting parishioners; Chaucers pardoner, who openly admits fooling the public; Rabelaiss Panurge, whose antics in Paris border indecency; and Shakespeares Falstaff, who admits that villainous company has been the spoil of me. In contemporary, popular culture, we see the type in Jim Hensons muppet, Oscar the Grouch.
Almost every day for twenty years, Jim Shorts was heard on the radio by millions of people who knew him and loved him for his failingsand perhaps also for raising them above his querulous, pessimistic mien. And he was not alone; he had friends, as the show afforded a platform for other characters who appeared with him, mixing up the political, cultural, and religious discussion. In fact, they were a community who moved in and out of the radio world providing comic relief.
When I first met with Kevin Matthews and Father Mark Przybysz to discuss helping with a book about a statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary Kevin had found, I was happy to agree, but I had no idea that I was going to have to deal with Jim Shorts.
So, will you write the book? Kevin asked after he had explained the story of Broken Mary. Now, I am a writing professor whose job is to see that my students learn to write well in college. I do not do it for them.
No, I said. You will write the book. I will edit. I think that was a surprise, but it worked. Kevin immediately began to write enough background information about himself and his radio career to set up the reader for the extraordinary story of Broken Mary. That is why this book is divided into two parts.
A macaronic work that is at first autobiographical in outlining the career of an influential Midwestern radio personality, the book is primarily an account of the events surrounding the discovery and travels of the statue of Broken Mary and its effect on Kevin and others, but it is also interspersed with the imaginative rantings of Chicagos most well-known radio character. I did not know what would happen to Jim Shorts during the writing of the book, as he was still on air in podcasts, and, when I listened in, I found him to be anti-authoritarian with a less-than-noble vocabulary and irrational anger. He rarely said anything positive about anyone. It is his on air voice, dear reader, who greets you at the beginning of this book, and you will hear him periodically as you move through the story.
Sister Lucia Treanor, FSE
Franciscan Life Process Center
William Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part 1 . III. iii. 9.
PART I
Radio Man
On Air
Jim Shorts here.
Some of you know me from my days on air in Chicago. I want to say that before you even think about reading this book, you need to know something. Without me there wouldnt be a radio personality named Kevin Matthews, and he certainly would never have gotten popular. Trust me, I am the show! I was hired to say things that he couldnt say, because he is a baby with very little spine. Period.
I am the voice. People have always loved it. Its raspy and gravelly flavor comes from an accident when I was ten years old. I was helping my father with aluminum siding, when a rain gutter slipped from his grip. I looked up, and the next thing I remember is lying in the emergency room with an eight-foot spout through my neck. The doctors told me that I would never speak again.
I was devastated. But my scrappy nature was ready to do battle to get my voice back and be heard. The doctors thought about transplanting a larynx, and since my blood type matched that of a recently dead baboon, my family decided it was my only hope. After nineteen hours in surgery and thirty-four days in a coma, I opened my eyes. When I spoke my first word, it was Poop. So, for the next two years, I had to relearn language, including Canadian and four unknown dialects.
In the spring of 1981, I met Kevin Matthews. He had heard me hosting the morning program at WFRT while he was driving through Fort Wayne, Indiana, and knew charm when he heard it. He invited me to lunch; we talked, but I had to pick up the tab. He is so cheap. I knew I was Kevins ticket to a bigger radio market, because Jimmy DeCastro, the general manager of The Loop radio in Chicago, had already tried to hire meonly mebut I must have been glitched up, because I convinced him to hire Kevin and then fire him later when he wasnt looking. That silly ass has no idea how I saved his pathetic radio career. He is nothing but dead weight.