The Last Radio Signal from Katherine Street Author’s Note (2025): This story was found in a box of old manuscripts at a Fairmont estate sale. Dated 1974, it was never published, but along with the recently discovered The Katherine Street Basement Tapes it tells a tale that feels too important to leave lost. The neon glow of Fairmont’s downtown was already fading in the rearview mirror as I turned onto a side street, engine humming low. The only sound, besides the rattling of my old Chevy’s dashboard, was the hiss of static from the FM dial. I was chasing a ghost—an outlaw of the airwaves. Somewhere in this town, buried beneath brick and mortar, was a voice that had once shaped my nights. The Man with No Name. He vanished from the high desert airwaves in ‘72, leaving behind nothing but rumors and a trail of static. Some said he walked off into the desert. Some claimed he’d been shut down, silenced. But a guy in a dorm room at WVU swore he’d heard that same voice on a l...