happy birthday, casey kasem. you were born on this day in 1932, and the world just wouldn't be the same without you. i mean, whole generations of kids would have grown up without the perfect voice for shaggy rogers from scooby doo. without shaggy's pre-gen x apathy, where would we be? but more importantly, where would any of us be without america's top 40? i mean, the sweet vocal stylings of casey kasem saying, "we're counting down to the number one song in america," is something that can't really be described by mere language. i spent many a sunday night in the mid-90's, next to my boombox, with my index finger poised on the pause button, ready to record "ice ice baby" on cassette, as soon as casey introduced in his signature way. so happy birthday, casey kasem. thanks for the memories. keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars.
a collection of words about God and life and art and baseball and football and hope and my family and my ministry and music and the immense joy in each moment of all of it. it's a record of being human. welcome.


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