"Everything happens for the best," my mother said whenever I faced disappointment. "If you can carry on, one day something good will happen."
After graduating from college in 1932, I decided to try for a job as a sports announcer (播音員) on the radio. I took the bus to Chica go and knocked on the door of every radio station. But I was refused every time. In one studio, a nice lady told me that big radio stations didn’t want to accept inexperienced (沒經驗的) persons. "Go to the countryside and find a small station that’ll give you a chance," she said.
I returned home, Dixon in Illinois. My father said Smith Ward had opened a store and wanted a local sportsman to manage its sports department. Since I had played high school football in Dixon, I applied. The job sounded just right for me, but I still failed in the interview. As I left his office, I felt sad. I asked aloud, "How can a man become a sports announcer if he can’t get a job in a radio station"
I was waiting for the lift when I heard Smith Ward calling, "What did you say about sports Do you know anything about football" Then he made me stand before a microphone and asked me to broadcast an imaginary (想象的) game. As a result, I did a wonderful job and was told to broadcast Saturday’s game!