I can definitely relate, Shirley! It's funny now.
For me, the "home" station was WJBO, 1150AM in Baton Rouge, can barely get it up here 30 miles north of BTR in St. Francisville! It would go in and out, out and in, I'd be stomping and cursing, slamming doors inside/outside, trying my big yellow DeWalt workman's radio, and the various tuners inside, plus I quickly got the CC Radio plus, which was no better than my work radio. I was like a nut case dragging radios around, running around the yard with a radio in each arm looking for the "right" spot.
Sometimes I could get it on 1200, that San Antonio station, and there were one or two others. It was just enough spinning of the dials to drive me to the brink of insanity.
My dogs got plenty of extra rides in the car in the wee hours, which they loved, but still, the only way I could be sure of getting it was to go to Baton Rouge, or close to it. It drove me wild.
Then somehow I became aware of Streamlink and got that little black box from C.Crane so I could hear it clear as a Bell from every speaker in or out of the house and it was a Godsend. Small price to pay!!
Now I'm in the doldrums of deep down despair, thinking, "Is it worth $6.95/month for one night of Ian and the off chance that a Classic Show will be one I don't already have?"
We got big problems, here. I guess I'm pretty lucky I don't have a lot of nit-picking problems like how to solve Social Security, or paying down the national debt.