I know some of my readers will not relate to this, but the worst thing to happen to me as a young teen was for one of my 45s to suffer damage. It may be small, but the minute the needle hits the spot, the sound of your favorite beat becomes scratchy.
God forbid if the scratch eliminates whole sections of a favorite song. You mourn the loss of your favorite 45.
I took good care of my records. I babysat some annoying children and saved my money to buy those precious 45s. My first album ever was Fleetwood Mac. I still love Stevie Nicks.
My parents bought me a gray portable record player one Christmas. It was my only gift that year and the best gift ever.
No, some of you won't relate to this story and perhaps you never even heard an album played. I have two of my Mom's albums left of all the vinyl I ever owned, one of Johnny Cash and another of Willie Nelson.
Do you own any vinyl records?
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