A Little Ska, a Lot of Thanksgiving Memories
The stereo cabinet in my living room is mostly silent throughout the year. My late mother spent a pretty penny on the system, right down to its premier turntable. Before it wound up out of commission though, it was the place where me and my family would throw on some vinyl to fill the entire downstairs floor with music. That was especially true on holidays and in the days leading up to them. These days, I think about Thanksgiving the most, because that was when the record player set the mood for...
