Zwebie wrote:When I was a kid, growing up in Whiting, IN, my brothers and I used to watch re-runs of the Three Stooges on TV.
With 7 kids, my parents were rather poor, so we would go hunting for discarded toys in the alley behind our house. Seemed like after Christmas or birthdays we would always have good luck. We would take old broken toys and fix them, and now they were new to us!
One summer day, we found boxes of albums of old phonograph records. Of course we immediately became Stooges and started breaking the records over each other’s heads! (They also made good Frisbees).
I often wonder what great, rare, or desirable titles we destroyed! But hey, we had a blast!
Cheers, Bob S.
Hey your from Whiting... I lived there for a while then in nearby Hammond, IN. Nice little town.