I did have a favorite place too. It was on the livingroom floor. I made a head sized cave out of the two speakers for the stereo, with a record in back, and on top, and one in front. So my head was completely encased in a box. I'd listen to the Don Francisco tape that Uncle Ed made us.
I remember many happy hours spent in a world of D.F. and nothing else. Kindly, no one stepped on me as they walked over me on the floor.
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I remember that now! That was a perfect parly with music and everything.
So, I guess those records were in their cardboard sleeves. I pictured round, black disks, at first and wondered if the one in front rolled off your neck...
We still enjoy Don Fransico! Let us know if you want a new CD! We have permission to copy!
Sure, I'd love some new Don Francisco! He's one of my favorites still. You are my primary suppliers. Thanks! And yes, the records were in their sleeves. Good point.
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