One weekend in 1960 my parents drove into
Chicago to hear the Lyric Opera perform "The
Marriage of Figaro," with Elizabeth Schwarzkopf.
They always listened to the opera on WFMT
Chicago so they decided to stop in there.

As they walked into the studio a man waiting there
stood up and began to walk towards them with a
welcoming smile. When he got closer he stopped,
turned, and went back to his seat. Shortly after,
Elisabeth Schwarzkopf arrived and Studs
Terkel--for 'twas he who was waiting for the opera
singer--escorted her in to the sound booth for an

Mom was about 8 months pregnant so she must
have looked enough like an operatic soprano to
be mistaken for one.