It was from them that I learned that hard work in stable surroundings could yield rewards, even if only in infinitesimally small increments.
There's no question that a vinyl record is a lot nicer than a CD. It's nicer to hold in your hands, you can do more with it.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs, rising or falling, grasping at kisses and toys, advancing boldly, sudden to take alarm, retreating to the corner of arm and knee, eager to be reassured, taking pleasure in the fragrant brilliance of the Christmas tree.