He was concerned about what was then the mostly winding 2-lane Highway 33 from Tulsa to Arkansas, and seldom missed a broadcast opportunity to say that “we need to do somethin’ ‘bout this Highway 33.”
hiː wʌz kənsˈɜːnd ɐbˌaʊt wʌt wʌz ðˈɛn ðə mˈoʊstli wˈaɪndɪŋ tˈuːlˈeɪn hˈaɪweɪ θˈɜːɾi θɹˈiː fɹʌm tˈʌlsə tʊ ˈɑːɹkənsˌɔː, ænd sˈɛldəm mˈɪst ɐ bɹˈɔːdkæst ɑːpɚtˈuːnᵻɾi tə sˈeɪ ðˈæt “wiː nˈiːd tə dˈuː sˈʌmθɪn bˈaʊt ðɪs hˈaɪweɪ θˈɜːɾi θɹˈiː.”