I had a black double-deck ghetto blaster and I got it for my 13th birthday. That sucker lasted me for decades - no joke. It finally keeled over somewhere around 2011, so 40ish years of use. When I bought my first house, it went in to my workshop, and it was my radio for a very long time.

I miss that thing!

Back in the day though when I was 13, I was not allowed to listen to non-Christian music, but I had contraband blank tapes with songs I recorded from the radio. Remember doing that? Listen closely, finger hovered over the pause button, ready to hit it as soon as the song started and you hated it if the DJ kept talking through the opening of the song.

I listening to typical 70's rock & roll and was absurdly obsessed with Hall & Oates, Blondie, Abba (omg, the Abba I listened to), Simon & Garfunkel - just the usual.

My parents loved country & bluegrass, so I also had a love of Johnny Cash, and lot of the best from back then.

I kept my tapes in a Playtex tampons box, because when my dad would toss & search my room, I knew he's never in a zillion years touch anything that 'dirty'. It's also where I hid comic books or I'd keep them in my locker at school.