Dad didn’t have an iPod, of course. But he did have a relationship with music.
When married to my Mom, there was a large wooden cabinet with french legs in the living room that was actually a large monaural speaker. On top was an amplifier which took a while to turn on (see “tubes“). It was connected to the speaker and a record player that had a deep and penetrating plastic-type smell that can only be described as “late 1950s turntable.”
Back in the early 1960s, there was no such thing as a “stereo,” of course, but there were high fidelity home sound systems, or “hi-fi” for short. So Dad had one. And what did he listen to? Well, I went plunging around on YouTube and found four tracks from Dad’s presumptive iPod — if he had one — with which to serenade you!
The Bernard Olcott Story 