That's an Amateur Radio Call license plate and those were my call letters back in the day. I predicted my lifelong broadcasting career a bit early when I became a "ham" radio operator.
Here's a picture taken in one my many ham shacks over the years. I got my first license in 1955, as a 15 year old boy and held a series of licenses over the years. I think this particular scene was in the basement of our family home in North Dakota though I can't be sure. I've always been amused by the photo because it has all the air of a spy in his den in World War Two, getting some bombing coordinates to his confederates in the Allies.
'Course, I've always had a vivid imagination, too.
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You DO look like you're in a war movie conveying secret information. Great photograph.
Be sure to change your crystals frequently, otherwise the Germans will locate you.
Wow! Much more sophisticated that what I had imagined... Pretty cool. Woud you have a picture of the antennas for next week?
Regrettably I never had any sophisticated antennae. Usually just a wire or a vertical pole. And, sorry, no pictures.
I will have to forward your photo to my brother-in-law who is a big ham radio operator. He will probably send back the model of the equipment. He was a radio operator in the Navy and a whiz at the last art of Morse Code. My sister is also a ham and they both belong to the emergency communication group in Big Bear, California.
Decoding the Enigma?
Great photo and amazing gear! Is that an Elvis hair cut you are styling?
No, just time for a shower, I think.
From my brother-in-law: "Looks like a Johnson Viking transmitter and maybe an RME receiver??"
I'd say he's probably right though somewhere around 50 years has certainly dimmed my memory.
Cool! You look like a movie star playing a WWII spy...
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