My dad died in 1992. This week I went thru a good sized pile of 33 1/3 records that I have been falling over for years. A lot of them had been his. Rather than throw them out myself, I decided to donate them to a nearby resale shop. I doubt there is a big market for a 99 cent album of My Fair Lady with a ragged cover, but away they went. Heavy buggers too. I found that on all his records and their cases, he had passed an address label. He did not grow up in a home where his possessions were not safe, But he did grow up in one where things were not wasted. So, I suppose he had a surplus of the little labels from Disabled Veterans that had to be licked to stick and spent several hours sticking them on his records. Knowing him, if the label came off, he probably put it back on with Testors Cement. Why?
I did not remove them either. They were on pretty tight. I am not worried about his identify being stolen either after all these years. I suppose someone else has his PO Box now in the small town. I bet the records weighted 50 lb. I have probably another 50 lb of my own too. Funny, I have tons of good music on my Ipad too. Weighs almost nothing.
I did not remove them either. They were on pretty tight. I am not worried about his identify being stolen either after all these years. I suppose someone else has his PO Box now in the small town. I bet the records weighted 50 lb. I have probably another 50 lb of my own too. Funny, I have tons of good music on my Ipad too. Weighs almost nothing.