Studs Terkel had the world’s best job: talking to interesting people, people who were do-ers, people who were changing the world at a pace, people at the peak of their professions who were making a difference. And he did this for many years on the WFMT radio station in Chicago. I liked his interviewing style. He was graciously conversational, always probing, with brutally frank questions, yet always polite and respectful, deferential. And that accent…where’d he get that accent?...or was that just the way he talked?    Being just a kid, I didn’t really get a lot of what Studs and his guests were talking about, but so what. I liked listening anyway because, for me, it was like sitting in on a private conversation between two smart adults, and they didn’t know I had crept into the room, lying on the floor, holding my head in my cupped hands, eavesdropping on them, pretending that I understood the ideas being fired back and forth. One of Studs’ shows in 1963 was different. It was pivotal, at least to me. His guest was a very young Bob Dylan.