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Wie geht's?

Recently, Jacky and I were talking about where my love for records came from, and I had to go back to my parents' influence to explain it.

While watching Alone, we were both struck by how much the participants discussed the influence of their parents - notably fathers.

The success with which human beings grow, mature and enhance their power as psychological agents depends on their ability to properly internalize the personality traits they've inherited, on their ability to properly negotiate between being active and passive, self-assertive and receptive, independent and dependent, in relation to their parents and other role-models (Star Wars and Philosophy Strikes Back).

Interestingly, while Jacky also had music and records featuring heavily in her childhood, the record collecting bug never bit. While for me - gazing at magical record covers in my parents' collection (along with books on their bookshelves*) lit a burning fire in me to collect records and read books.  

*An aside: some of the books I remember still from gazing at my parents' collection beside the fireplace at 18 Korma Ave.: the Doctor in The House series by Richard Gordon; Alistair McLean novels; Nevile Shute; Hammond Innes. I can still see the spines.

Love and peace - Wozza