Connor Henricksen
Connor does some of everything: filling in as a host on weekdays, hosting “Weekend Edition,” and being a news producer helping bring you news on air and online.
He’s been a public broadcasting listener for as long as he can remember, growing up in the Tacoma area and traveling frequently to a family property near Twisp, Washington.
“Every car ride, it was the public radio station until we hit Snoqualmie Pass. When the signal broke up in the Pass, then and only then is when my parents would pop in the mixed tapes.”
Connor’s held some interesting jobs. With the U.S. Geological Survey, he saw the area behind Elwha Dam, right after it was removed. And for two summers he was a wildland firefighter in north central Washington.
He enjoys being outdoors and hiking. His favorite spot is in the North Cascades, where he likes to explore old mine shafts and caves.
Connor is a self-proclaimed news junkie. If there is one story he wishes he could cover, it would be one on the “Apple-Chucking Hooligan,” the person who threw exactly 3 apples on the roofs of houses in Portland and Vancouver. He says he wants the full story on what he described as “the best thing the Associated Press ever tossed my way.”
A connoisseur of all kinds of music, Connor is especially into punk rock. “My dad’s fault,” he says, half-joking. His other love is feline: “Everyone knows my cat is my life.”
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