Sometimes you just get lucky

Luckily - I was too lazy to try. Held onto all of them. Original Soft Machine 1 with the pinwheel cover and non-banned nudity, Hendrix, 13th Floor Elevators, bootleg Pink Floyds, Funkadelic, etc. I still enjoy them today - 35 years later. I don’t think a bike would have faired as well. 

I will be 70 in a couple months and started my vinyl collection in the 60s. Even so I moved across the pound, and at times was struggling to make ends meet, I never ever contemplated selling my vinyl records. You did get lucky.

My mistake at about the same time when I bought my first CD Player and disks was to sell or give away all my albums. Fast Forward 35 years, my wife bought me a TT as part of a package deal. At the time I had no Phono section in my gear but soon enough did. I started buying copies of what I lost and then found my brother still had the box I gave him. I got about 50 albums back in the exact condition as they were when I gave them to him and never played between then and when I got them back. Wish I had kept them all.

luck, your story reminded me

The 1st time (no internet then) I had to re-cone my 15" woofers made in 1956, I was worried they were too old to repair. I put on my John Lennon Tie for Good Karma. I put them in sturdy boxes, they weigh 37 lbs each.

On the way to work I went to pro shop near the Holland Tunnel, double parked, lugged them inside without a word, and went to park. Unbelievably, NYC, got a spot right away.

Got inside, a technician examines, sure enough, they have cloth surrounds, they don't do that, only foam, cannot tell you who could, good luck.

Downhearted, I mutter in my mind: Geez, no Karma today (except the parking spot).

One foot out the door, another guy who was listening says 'Kevin might be able to fix them", tells the cashier to give me Kevin's tel. #. "Nice Tie" he says, disappears into the back room.

I wore that tie when I dropped them off with Kevin, a dude who worked out of his apartment.

Bingo, fixed. Is that the definition of Karma?

In the late 80s my roommate tried like hell to get me to give him my albums when he moved out because in our small NYC apartment I’d switched to CDs as they were the new thing and took up a lot less space. At the time I wasn’t as focused on sound quality (I was young and stupid) and was enjoying the convenience and lack of pops/clicks with “perfect sound forever,” but a little voice kept telling me to hold on to my records and thankfully I ultimately listened to it and kept all my vinyl. Fast forward 35 years and I’m now really looking forward to getting my vinyl rig back up and running in the near future whereas if I’d given my records to my roommate, who I’m still in touch with, I’m sure my treasured collection would be in a landfill somewhere because he doesn’t have a turntable or even a decent stereo anymore. I don’t know if it was luck or what, but I just thank the Audio Gods for that little voice back then.