Stories

First came the flicker. Then the hum of everything stopped all at once. The power going out turned the house into a different place — and for a few hours, gave you back something you hadn't realized was missing.

Everyone had a junk drawer. Nobody organized it. Nobody needed to. It was just where everything important somehow ended up — and it always had exactly what you needed.

There was no choosing your own soundtrack. If someone turned the stereo on, the whole house heard it — and somehow, that was exactly enough. A look back at the family stereo system and the music that filled the rooms we grew up in.