About a year ago, a neighbor down the hall from me moved out and left her old record player with over 4 dozen records. I kid you not!! Some of them were still in their package from the early 70’s. And to think she was just going to toss them in the garbagio. Golly gee! It must have been Kismet when I walked by and saw them there all alone, plopped on the floor of an empty apartment. I snatched ALL of them up (very quickly) and am now the proud owner of this amazing collection of oldies but goodies. Not to mention a record player that is in excellent shape. I love records. They remind me of when I was just a wee little thing, and my parents would play “E.T” narrated by Michael Jackson during dinner time. I also remember Roger Whitaker’s voice serenading us as I nonchalantly tossed a pork chop underneath the kitchen table for my dog Terry to eat. Oh Terry. I still enjoy collecting Vintage records, they make a nice display piece when you just don’t feel like hanging another picture. Sometimes when I’m alone, I throw a party for one. It doesn’t hurt to put on a little Barbara Streisand and belt out a tune now and then. Or getting my groove on to a little Saturday Night Fever. Who says who can’t turn your apartment into a disco? Now if I can only find a disco ball. Try it. I guarantee you it’s fun for one. Even two if your lucky! – Christina
Dinner time delight.
Christmas dinner with Roger.
A Few Of My Favorites From My Collection.
This one is placed atop the record player for guests to see.