MY TWO FRANCSONS, LIAM, 8, ANC BARSON, 6, and I danced to my old 45-rpm records the last time they visited, and we can’t wait to do it again!
A friend who was downsizing gave me the record player. It tugged at my heart because it was so like the one I used to have when I was a little girl.
Back then I played the 45s that were just coming out in the 1960s, like the ones by those mop top British boys, the Beatles, and my favorite band, the Monkees. Sometimes my older brothers would let me borrow their records, too.
One time when I was about 6, I sneaked a stack of my brothers’ 45s downstairs to my bedroom. I thought I could sneak them back up…