Perhaps late at night everything seems a little funnier.  Or maybe it’s a good time to think things through as if ideas are sheep waiting to be counted.  Maybe I started to really like the host, Big Wilson, and his little riffs on a cheesy electric piano.  Whatever the reason, I spent a lot of time as a kid watching WCIX, Channel 6 in Miami, late at night.  While it wasn’t the main idea, though, what I got was a cultural education like no other.

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