Missing Voices from your Past,that you miss.

[Alexander1970]

Good Morning.

Listening to Rod Stewart Songs this Morning....
And thinking:

"Oh dear,how do I miss this great and unique Voice...."

Thank God,I do no longer listen to our Austrian Radioprogram.....but when I am somewhere where the Radio is playing,I also think
"Where are those Character Voices from my youth ?"

Politics is not so my preferred "Listening Area/Target".
If I unavoidably "catch" a News Broadcast somewhere in between,I think "Oh Dear...not the One again...."
(Politicans im my Youth were mostly handsome Characters with a defining Voice)

It is not a Matter of "Everything was better in the past".

I think,People like our Temp´s "Original and Grandfather" @FAST6191 maybe miss the Voice from Churchill in the
BBC 5 O´Clock News...


But Voices from your Past can be maybe also a......beloved Person(s) who passed away...



Do you also miss some "Voices from the Past" ?

 

[Seliph]

Speaking of Churchill, some recordings of him speaking supposedly aren't his actual voice. He had a voice actor for a few of his radio broadcasts named Norman Shelley who would speak for him. Churchill was often drunk and very busy with war affairs (of course) which is what necessitated a voice actor for him, he really just didn't like to speak in general. That's why Norman Shelley had to step in.
Of course whether or not this is true is subject to debate between historians and I'll let you reach your own conclusions, but it's an interesting anecdote nonetheless.
https://winstonchurchill.org/resour...hurchills-wartime-speeches-over-the-wireless/
https://www.theguardian.com/media/2000/oct/29/uknews.theobserver

As far as voices I personally miss, definitely my grandmother. She died of cancer when I was about 13 years old. It was a pivotal time in my life between being a child still and growing into my teenage years, and I was still pretty ignorant about death then, I didn't even cry when she died because I don't think I fully understood it and was caught up in the beginnings of my teenage angst. I still think of her now 5 years later and it makes me cry sometimes (though I'm really not a big crier). It makes me wish I could go back in time and speak to her more, or I'd at least wish for her to see who I've become, I think she'd be proud. Alas, that's not really possible, but if I could hear anyone's voice again, it would be hers for sure.