I've been wanting a record player for a while now. I don't really know why. I loved hearing it play at my Grandma Bench's house. I loved the crackle in the background of the music. I just learned that that crackle means the record is scratched and it is an undesirable sound. But I like it. Anyway, I bought a record player! And I'm so excited. I was at a yard sale with a friend and I almost said to my friend, "if you see a record player, let me know." And about 3 minutes later I see this thing and I snatched it up. She and I have the same van (different years and colors) and love the stow-n-go. So we stowed and go-ed that thing right over to my house.

The radio works, too. It's time for me to start collecting records! I don't know if this is where it will stay, but for now, this is the place. It's in pretty good condition, according to my husband and FIL.