For The Record- 30. November. 2024

Sweet sweet baby mine, I'm short of breath and full of sighs

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“Do you still have your dad's record player?”

My uncle asked me this offhandedly as we walked down a grey Monroe street. We were hours ahead of game time and making up for years of lost time. That picture of me on the About page? This is the record player I'm most likely listening to in our old house.

It had been a weird day (in all the best ways), and it was about to get even wilder.

I did not have it. On one of my last trips home to help my mom downsize, I had let it go. It was a casualty of not having enough time, space, or bandwidth. It had fallen in disrepair and, in the best-case scenario, would've needed an extensive overhaul—a simple refurbishment just wouldn’t have been done. Too much time in the elements, too much water under the bridge.

Besides, it was the records that I really wanted.