Three couples sat lined up at four-top tables as they nursed large cups of coffee at a fast food joint in the middle of the Corn Belt. Nearby, my daughter and I were finishing a quick lunch with hopes of making good time to our destination. But when we couldn’t help overhearing their conversation, I felt compelled to listen for a few minutes longer.
Their exchange transitioned from the history of farmland holdings and antiques to old photographs and 8 mm home movies. “I worry about these relics being lost with the way technology is advancing,” said one silver-haired gentleman.
“You know what else is priceless?” he went on. “Back in the 70s, I made tape recordings of my grandmother telling stories.”
“Movies?” his nearby friend asked to clarify.
“No, just voice recordings. On cassette tapes. What happens when we don’t have the devices to play these anymore?”Read More