Everyone has memories of good times or of things that brought them joy. Like books. And reading. Well, me too. I can remember the first record albums I ever received. They were Christmas gifts from my brother, and to be quite honest, I don’t know whether he got them for me because he wanted me to have them or because he liked them so much himself. Either way, Led Zepplin came to roost at my room and really has never left. I received Led Zepplin II and a black album that I cannot recall the name of at the moment.

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