
Fran
Agree. Indeed I can affirm that having owned that portable as a kid made me a different person under all aspects. It is no exaggeration.Panatropia wrote:A plausible theory, Marco. It may well have merit. For my own part, while I'm not certain of anything in this transitory realm, I'm rather fond of the maxim that there is but one, possibly two profoundly pleasurable and awakening experiences in life. And the remainder of our adulthood is an attempt to recapture that feeling.
Of course, one must not discount a natural affinity for fine objects, from a mechanical and aesthetic standpoint. How I marveled over the first seemingly moribund tabletop victor I discovered in my grandfather's carriage barn near his vintage sportscars. How eagerly I wound the phonograph, set a needle and played a Paul Whiteman 78. Then settled down into the spartan, yet comfortably masculine cockpit of his '24 Bentley. All this when I was but 8.
Oh no you don't! I'm blameless - - You were already a sick puppy when I delivered those books!fran604g wrote:This guy hand delivered two of his and Tim's books, in the dead of winter; a little like a country doctor treating a sick patient.
Fran
George,phonogfp wrote:Oh no you don't! I'm blameless - - You were already a sick puppy when I delivered those books!fran604g wrote:This guy hand delivered two of his and Tim's books, in the dead of winter; a little like a country doctor treating a sick patient.
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George P.
Interesting. That was the theme of "Citizen Kane" - a successful man tries to recapture the boyhood pleasure of a simple sled.Panatropia wrote:I'm rather fond of the maxim that there is but one, possibly two profoundly pleasurable and awakening experiences in life. And the remainder of our adulthood is an attempt to recapture that feeling.