The Art of Gary Brookins
I was severely bummed when the sawdust in my workshop finally killed my old tape deck. The wife got me an mp3 player and it took me almost a year to figure out how to use the dang thing. I'm still not doing it right, but at least it plays music.
My son found one of my cassettes and said, "Hey dad! An antique! You think Pawn Stars would buy this?" I am sure those folks would enjoy my Merle Haggards greatest hits, but I prefer to keep it.