It’s almost a decade later, but I’m sifting through all the paperwork from my grandparents. There’s something special about paper and handwriting. To me, it is a memory made tangible.
But it’s also a catalyst to time travel—for us to recall how things used to be. So here, I’d like to present just one page of Mrs. Johnson’s carefully typed list of her collection of 200 records. She presented this list to my grandmother so that she could borrow them.
Once upon a time, we sang. Then we had audio recordings. There used to be mixed tapes. And now people curate playlists. What will be next?