I came across this photo today which instantly reminded me of the old stereo my dad built...the stereo that played the many records I would dance to as a child...the hub of our home until all of us kids started asking for personal record players, tape decks and stereo's for our bedrooms. With 10 kids in the house who all loved a variety of music - and two supportive parents who always fed that love - we needed multiple electronics in order to outblast the other music coming from the next room.
I was too young at the time to really appreciate the beauty of the stereo my dad had built...I would have wrestled him to the ground before letting him get rid of it. And I would have it proudly displayed in my own home today...and I'd still dance to the Disney version of "Macho, Macho Man" while wearing a striped leotard and plastic high heels.
Don't forget the belt!! =0) LOVE YOU!
ReplyDeleteOh, the memories you invoke! Those were truly good (noisy) times. I miss having all of you at home - it was wonderful pandemonium and craziness.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh, memories. Record players always remind me of the Thompson Twins.
ReplyDeleteCool! So many memories....
ReplyDeleteWhenever I think of the old stereo cabinet, I remember the smell when the lid was lifted. Then I think of mom's Black Satin album and slow dancing, Cassie and her friends dancing to Bennie & The Jets, me and Melinda dancing to Van Morrison, listening to Bay City Rollers and Andy Gibb, Natalie practicing for dance club, you and Denice dancing and you pleading "Watch me! Watch me!" We have some great family memories centered around music.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Tiffany..the magnetic Care Bear belt! :)
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