🕊️ I wish I could say I had some magical, artistic sixth sense—but really, I just looked up. I was wandering out of the WMNF lobby, probably half-thinking about lunch, when this glowing stained glass panel was catching the light just right. I’d seen it before, plenty of times, but this time I actually looked. That’s when I noticed it: a small signature tucked in the corner. Curtis Whitwam, 2006. The Interview That Brought It to Life A quick online search and one phone number later, I was on the line with Curtis Whitwam. He answered with the warmth of an old friend and remembered the piece immediately—no photo needed. “Oh wow, that window,” he said with a laugh. That window led us into a 40-minute conversation filled with meaning, memory, and a surprising emotional connection to the station I call home. Interestingly, this stained glass piece doesn’t have an official title. “I wasn’t titling my stained glass work back then,” Curtis told me. “That came later in my career.” Even withou...