What Obsolete Innovation: 4 min

My mom’s old 8-track player always fascinated me.  I never heard it, was never sure how it worked but it was big.  With buttons!  Best of all it was hidden away and embedded in a big ole’ chest.

Thinking now I wish that thing had been in the basement of my Grandparent’s house where my cousins and I would play make believe.  I bet we would have come up with some inspired uses for it.  After all, down there is where we ran subway trains that were powered by burning incense.