The dig at the garage of my dreams was beyond all expectations. The quality and quantity was nearly unfathomable. I had to be pried away, but still it appeared that between this dig and the rock records from Larry, my personal collection had doubled in size. We were back at the house, and I had a …
Given the excitement and the temptation to stay up all night and spin all those 45’s I would never otherwise hear, I slept remarkably well that night. I woke up, and Larry had already been awake for a few hours. He seemed happy to see me. Something told me he slept with one eye open …
Since I was old enough to be one, I have been a collector. My obsession began with baseball cards when I was 6 years old, scouring the couch and car seats, sweeping the floors, looking behind the dryer, trying to find enough change to buy a pack of cards, the ones that came with a …
