Welcome to the deep south, July 11, 1886. We are in a hot and sweltering courtroom in a small American town called Saevon. The rickety wooden ceiling fans seem to unhinge with every violent rotation. Women fan themselves as men pull their dusty hats off, wiping their brows. Everyone shifts uncomfortably on the old courtroom benches. Suddenly the judge walks in from the back room as the courtroom rises.
Ladies and gentleman of the jury, the court is now in session.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!