On Lent, Loopholes, and Lobbying I’ve been a record collector for as long as I can remember. Among my earliest memories are those of my sister keeping toddler me entertained by stacking up her Beatles 45s and sitting me next to the record player. Guaranteed bliss. I started vacuuming 45s from around age five whenever allowance and, later, paper-route income allowed; in Cooperstown, my money went to the record department at Newberry’s or down Main Street at the Richfield Stereo…
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