The clique that ran the FRN could never get Al's quirky sense of humor and they booted him. That was the beginning of the end for the FRN. Al came here, the majority of the FRN membership followed, and the FRN lies in the dust heap of internet history.
I told them "No Al, no me" and came here as soon as I found out what they'd done. They spent the next two years trying to get Al's real name out of me. One minor problem, it had been nine years since I'd done Radio Al Fansome, I have a terrible memory for names, and Al did the QSL's. I couldn't have told them if I'd wanted to.
Make sure you check out the penguin migration in the fall and be careful of low fliers.