Jim E. Night
At 5 years old I began borrowing 45s from my Aunt Barb and Uncle Keith – all records from the mid & late 50s. This revolution continued when I was given a similar collection of about 300 45s a few years later by a lady down the street; let’s call her, “Ethel”. But, like other things in youth, these records were eventually forsaken and about two-thirds thrown out with the milk cartons (dear old mom). Well, I’ve made it my mission to remember and find ALL of the long lost records from my childhood collection. I think I’ve got ’em all, and along the way I’ve discovered tons of other great obscurities. I spin them here for you to dig!