a friend sent me this letter to the editor he found in an old record collector magazine: Letter to the editor of 78 RPM QUARTERLY, a beloved and unrequited source of family opinion.... As the wife of an avid jazz record collector. I would like to express my sympathies to other wives of avid record collectors. Ladies and wives: much of your budget allowance is being used to buy scratchy-sounding music on such bizarre labels as Black Patti, Gennett; Superior, and Paramount. I have been married only six months and, for the good of my marriage, I made a significant decision: during my husband’s recent sales trip to Chicago for his manufacturing firm, I removed the source of difficulty . . .I made several trips to our charcoal cookout behnd the house…melting them down into viscous liquid. After one hour’s-time, I found that the material was firm yet sticky. By evening, it had reverted to a hard, brittle substance that was dark in color and of ponderous mass-shaped in the form of an imperfect globe’s two outer diameters measure six and eight feet, respectively; the total weight is an estimated 950 pounds. My husband is due to return from his sales conference in two days, and I would give a fortune to see the expression on his face. However, I have to schedule passage on the Bremerhaven to visit relatives in Europe. —Mrs. T. Groz, Wildflower, Kansas.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 05:01:18 +0000
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