8:15 A.M.
I first met Mr. Remington Solander shortly after I installed my first radio set . I was going in to New York on the 8:15 A.M. train and was sitting with my friend Murchison and , as a matter of course , we were talking radio . I had just told Murchison that he was a lunkheaded noodle and that for two cents I would poke him in the jaw , and that even a pin-headed idiot ought to know that a tube set was better than a crystal set . To this Murchison had replied that that settled it . He said he had always known I was a moron , and now he was sure of it .