A box of books was staring at me this afternoon, so I unpacked and sorted them and put them up on shelves. I was happy to find my gardening and herb books in great shape.
It wasn't until after dinner I got a wild hair and decided to unpack a few more boxes downstairs, the ones from storage. This is the mess downstairs.
So anyways, I'm happily unpacking all kinds of linens, some of them dating back to my grandmother when she came to the US from Russia. Stacks of dresser scarves, doilies, embroidered table cloths, mostly handmade by past relatives. Again, everything is in great shape, no mouse or moth eaten holes. The next box was filled with VCR tapes of both my kids' 5th birthday parties, recitals and Disney cartoons. It will be fun looking at them sometime.
The last box I opened for the evening had some more books, and as I removed them, I looked down and saw my original Woodstock 3 album set! I was stunned - there is was, right there. I knew I had found treasure.
I quickly dug out the pile of albums to see what I had. Jimi Hendrix, Elton John, Phoebe Snow, Moody Blues' Days of Future Past, Joan Baez, ..... O my, I'm breathless. I even have the very first album I ever bought: Iron Butterfly - In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida. Yes folks, that was in 1968. I know my ex has most of the hundreds of albums we collected in the 70's, but I managed to hang on to a few of the good ones. Maybe I'll find another box of albums in the myriad of boxes yet to unpack. I remember King Crimson, Frank Zappa, Cream, Joplin, Oingo Boingo, Joni Mitchell, James Taylor, Carole King, Carly Simon, oh, and I have Meet the Beatles somewhere (perhaps that was really the first album I ever bought after all). So much of this music has deep meaning and memories for me. My life is played out in music, and when I hear a song, I remember where I was in my life at that time.
It was like a trip down memory lane. Share some of your favorite 70's albums. Now to find a turntable. Nina? Have an extra turntable I can borrow??
