The way back machine takes us to the 70's when I believe every family in America had one of these in their "living" room (not to be confused with the "family" room; never understood the difference).
The Reeves were no different as we had one looking very similar to the one pictured. That heavy mother made it through three home moves for us but served a purpose until the very end when the tuner knob wouldn't tune and the turntable went on a speed of it's own.
In its heyday, the behemoth piece of furniture rocked the house but I think the one thing I most remember about it was gathering as a family and listening to comedy albums. Millennials have no idea but we literally sat in a room, put the record on and the five of us laughed our asses off to George Carlin, Steve Martin and some Richard Nixon parody album that I really didn't understand at the time (what 10 year old did?).
Maybe the millennials can get some group headphones and gather around one of their music players and do the same? Not the same.
Trail Head
