Starkton wrote:George, what about collecting your most vivid personal experiences (with phonographs I hasten to add) in a book. I would love to read it.
Ha!
I started writing detailed accounts of my collecting activities in 1973. I had been collecting for only 6 years, but had already forgotten some exact dates (such as the date I made my first phonograph purchase; all I know is it was in November 1967). So, my original intent was for this to serve as a memory-jogger in my dotage (I guess that's now!). However, I must admit that it can sometimes make for entertaining reading. During the early years, this journal was done on a typewriter; in 1997 this changed to word processing (MUCH easier!). It's currently at 159 pages, single-spaced. It comes in handy when I want to pinpoint a date, but as for outside consumption...

The stories are unvarnished and feature the real names of all participants. I wouldn't be very popular with a number of people if I were to share some of these stories!

(I'd better tell my family that the journal must be cremated with me!

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As I wrote earlier, I enjoy unlikely stories; the sort that make you think, "What are the chances?" A year ago I was asked if I could be prepared to give a presentation to phonograph collectors in case a scheduled presenter could not make it. I said I could, and decided that my presentation would consist of s few of these unlikely stories (not all of them my own) with slides. I wouldn't have included this Mortimer/Clyde story, but there are many others I could relate. Maybe I'll dust off the idea and put something together "just in case..."
Thank you for your kind regards, Bruce. I try to be helpful; that's all. Lots of people on this Forum do that too, and I've learned from them.
I hope my too-lengthy story didn't obscure the point that I
was tempted to screw over poor Mortimer. It just happened to turn out well for me, thanks to fate and Mortimer's goals. As phonogal so accurately notes,
"Sometimes it's your lucky day, and sometimes it isn't." Aside from educating ourselves, being alert, making an effort, and making our interests known, much of this hobby is luck when it comes to acquiring items. But in the end, we don't take the phonographs and records with us. I'd rather have my soul than a bigger/better collection if given the choice.
I'm reminded of a late evening sometime in the 1980s when I stopped by the bank to make a night deposit. As I pulled open the heavy plate to drop in my meager envelope, there - stuck in the aperture, was a thick manilla envelope. It looked like it could have been a store's receipts. In an instant, I thought of my wife and two little kids at home. But we were making ends meet, and their husband/father was not a thief. As quickly as I could, before I could be truly tempted, I pushed that fat envelope through the slot, followed by my own. I'm not an overly-religious guy, yet the words, "Lead us not unto temptation, but deliver us from evil..." crossed my mind. My heart was pounding as I listened to the crickets chirping that quiet evening.
Sometimes with antique phonographs, given the time to scheme and really work up a thirst for a particular artifact, it can be even harder to be the people we'd like to be...which I believe was Hailey's original point.
George P.