Finding Your Family For 50 Cents...Priceless
I admit that I stole this from Averie. She posted it on her blog back in October after a shopping trip with her boyfriend, Ryan. She wrote:
I go to thrift stores a lot. And now, well, with this economy, I don't know if I'll ever be able to shop anywhere else ever again.
I digress.
In thrift stores there are always shelves and shelves of LPs lining the back wall. I like to spend a few moments shopping the records for old 40s Christmas albums or sleeves that have ridiculous 70s hippie art.
As I'm walking I see what is clearly an old Hawaiian record and I shuffle over to snatch it up.
This is the album:
See that guy playing the drum? That's my great-grandfather.
Yeah...that's right.
The reason that it's so fitting to post it now is because she and Ryan surprised me and gave me this LP, framed, for Christmas. Yes, that IS indeed my grandfather, who was part of a trio known as "The Polynesians" back in the 50's and 60's, playing the drum. A fifty cent find for Averie....a priceless gift for me. She rocks, that kid.
I go to thrift stores a lot. And now, well, with this economy, I don't know if I'll ever be able to shop anywhere else ever again.
I digress.
In thrift stores there are always shelves and shelves of LPs lining the back wall. I like to spend a few moments shopping the records for old 40s Christmas albums or sleeves that have ridiculous 70s hippie art.
As I'm walking I see what is clearly an old Hawaiian record and I shuffle over to snatch it up.
This is the album:
See that guy playing the drum? That's my great-grandfather.
Yeah...that's right.
The reason that it's so fitting to post it now is because she and Ryan surprised me and gave me this LP, framed, for Christmas. Yes, that IS indeed my grandfather, who was part of a trio known as "The Polynesians" back in the 50's and 60's, playing the drum. A fifty cent find for Averie....a priceless gift for me. She rocks, that kid.
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