WGTE-TV
WGTE is a Public Broadcasting Service (PBS) member public television television station serving the Toledo, Ohio area. It broadcasts digitally on UHF channel 29 and is carried on Buckeye Cablesystem channel 9 in addition to other cable systems in Ohio and Michigan. It is visible in northwestern Ohio, southeastern Michigan (including Metro Detroit), and Windsor and Essex County in Ontario (however, it has not been carried on cable in the latter two places since the 1980s, with the exception of Wyandotte, where it is carried to this day).
Digital channels
History
WGTE began in 1953 as a low-power television station on the University of Toledo campus, with a broadcast antenna in the belltower of University Hall. It began regular operations in 1959, receiving a full license on October 10, 1960.
Current transmitter is located at 41.657350, -83.431250 (about 3 miles ENE of Oregon OH).
WGTE has been digital-only since February 17, 2009. The station's digital signal is multiplexed, with a high-definition feed of PBS programming on 30.1, a standard-definition "encore" feed of PBS programming branded as "WGTE Family" on 30.2, and a second standard-definition feed of Create on 30.3, which also airs programming from Ohio Channel (such as Government of Ohio and distance education programming) during overnight hours.
Podcasts:
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by Cathy Davey
Cathy Davey
by: Cathy DaveyYou should save things, we should save things
But I don't, I lose things, I lose things
I lost the whole thing in one go
When it could have been saved but I let it go
It was my heart drive, it won't obey me
Takes that information, fills my memory
It churns out non-sense when I reload
I have to decode every single sentence
I don't pour whisky down my neck at night
I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor
I take good care of you, but you like to attack
By coagulating everything before handing at back
We should save things but I don't, I break things, I break things
I broke my baby, my newest baby
When I could have saved it all but I let it go
It was a major and it started slow
It had a rhythm that could make you move in ways you didn't know
It had this wall of string and a lingering feeling
But it's all gone thanks to yours truly
I don't pour whisky down my neck at night
I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor
I take good care of you, but you like to attack
By coagulating everything before handing at back
You take a chainsaw and drive it centreline
Straight through my insides when I lose my mind
I'm changing over to a Mac, if you don't give my files back
And it better be intact or it's scrapheap for you