The Daily Sixty: Grandma Doris.

Grandma Doris

My biological grandmother, Doris, died when my father was 14. My sister and I often conjecture how life would be different if she were still alive. I think my cousins do, too. She just seems so magical. And her being around might have helped my Dad from having to grow up so fast.

Turns out Grandma Doris was an audio producer before audio producing was cool (assuming it's cool... right??). If I have my facts straight, she had this machine that could cut actual records (the earliest version of my own gadgetry!). About a year ago or so, my dad acquired those records. A few tracks of her and my grandfather singing were digitized. The quality was atrocious, but I've worked here and there on making them better. 

Today, I added a two-way radio filter just for kicks (helps you feel the moment!) and cleaned up some more noise. I love hearing her. 

THE DAILY SIXTY: August 24
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