I read this book over a period of several days. I read it slowly because I wanted to savor it. It is an easy read, but it took me back to those days when AM radio ruled my world. It was where I got my news, my entertainment and the sound track that I still play. I enjoyed trying to recall where I was, what I was doing, even who I was back then ... back when she recounts her stories.I do not remember the first time I heard Connie on the radio but it was when she was on WIND. However, I do recall how strange I thought it was that she was a DJ. She sounded so sweet, and natural - and I have to admit I thought she had a very sexy voice, but in a G-rated sort of way (if that is possible). After that I followed her around the radio dial.I suppose I was expecting a more superficial work so I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that she does not hide nor try to minimize her faith. Particularly, I related to how she could sense, and in fact credits, the Holy Spirit for helping and guiding her through the challenges and opportunities that He presented.I love that about her - she's Polish, she's Catholic - She's Connie. From her earliest days on West Chestnut St., all through school, through all the twist and turns she just seems to keep saying yes to the possibilities as they present themselves. Her faith and trust in God is apparent and is in stark contrast to the offering of today's media elite.Chicagoans, especially those old enough to remember the original Mayor Daly, will find her story quite interesting, even remarkable. Especially since she tells it with the same style and grace that her fans learned to expect from the "Polish Princess" - Chicago's "Top Rock Girly Jock".