another Springs story: music lovers

Back around 1972, my future wife and I lived in a small house in Sulphur Springs -- I think it was on Sitka. Next door lived an older couple who we exchanged pleasantries with as we came and went. Eventually, they asked us over for a visit.

Inside, we saw that their house was home to a number (10+) of large, wildcat-sized, cats. These were apparently inside-only cats -- we hadn't previously noticed any cats outside. A little unusual we thought, but lots of people like cats. The house was otherwise fairly clean and well-kept.

We were offered some soda and cookies, and sat on the couch in front of a large console stereo. We soon learned that this was a prized possession, and casually agreed that yes, we would like to hear some music.

As we ate our cookies, drank our soda and chatted, the man put on a succession of country music records. Things were pretty normal except that from the Chipmunks on speed sound of the stereo, it was apparent that the LP records were being played at 45 rpm. We kept thinking that some mistake had been made, but didn't want to embarrass our hosts. However, eventually it seemed our duty to say something. I tried to be diplomatic: "You know, I was thinking that those records might sound better if the stereo was set at another speed". Luckily they weren't offended: "Oh, we know that. We just figured that this way you'll have time to hear more records".