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From a whirlwind trip upcountry. Daughter Number Two needed to move out of her current apartment this weekend, though she can't move into her new one for a few weeks. So I boogied upcountry to retrieve the family pick-em-up truck from the ranch. Spent part of the day there bumming around, looking for coyotes, and plinking with the .45 and the 9mm and a .22.

Spent today packing boxes and cleaning and such at DNT's apartment, and packed her furniture into the truck and boxes into her mother's car to store at home for the duration. But that's not interesting. What is interesting is something I found at the ranch.

While there, I peered more deeply than I had before into one of my Mom's furniture items (not exactly a cabinet, more of an end table with storage space). Found a stack of old vinyl albums. A lot of Country/Western, of course. Also some Christmas albums and some of patriotic songs, even a couple of Broadway shows (Fiddler being one). All not unexpected.

Then I happened across a Fifth Dimension album. Now my Mom graduated high school in the early 1950s, and so was very familiar with the early rock 'n' roll. At one time, we even had "Rock Around the Clock" on a 45, though I don't know what happened to that particular record. But the Fifth Dimension were of a subsequent generation, though they have a lovely sound which appeals to many generations. A bit surprising, but I thought, could be. She liked Peter, Paul, and Mary and had one of their CDs. Heck, my Dad, and old school C/W nut, actually liked what he heard of Loggins and Messina.

Then I happened on the REALLY surprising one. An album of Junior Walker and the All-Stars. That is DEFINITELY not Mom's style (but I'd be VERY pleasantly surprised if it was). Most likely scenario that I can figure is that back in the 1980s or maybe early 1990s, my Mom bought a stereo system with a turntable that could transfer vinyl to cassette tapes. She was going to copy a bunch for my Auntie, and the only thing I can guess is that the stacks o' wax that Auntie gave her to copy included my cousin's albums.

That's really the only likely scenario, although I would love to learn that Mom was a fan of Junior Walker.