Do you ever really stop going through memories of a life once lived?

One box leads to another and another and then opening a zipper to find a tape recorder, YES, A TAPE RECORDER, that spent a lifetime traveling the world in places most sane people would avoid.  That was my afternoon and once again, there I was walking down a road I hadn’t traveled in more than a decade.

Leroy’s road.

When you decide to patch and paint and freshen up rooms that have remained the same for years, you find memories.  In my case, you find memories of a life no longer in the present so there’s no one to really share these treasures with, or to add to the intrigue of where these relics of the TV industry have traveled.  I certainly can guess that this microphone was once propped-up on a tree stump somewhere in a jungle in Thailand or on an Army tank in a desert in the Middle East.  The recorder may have captured the words of a correspondent describing the horror of the killing fields in Rwanda or the fighting in Somalia.  And when the scene was captured on small audio tapes that were secured in a zippered, water-proof compartment of a larger case that held all of this equipment, the big guy who threw it over his shoulder and carried it to its next destination was the one and only, Leroy Sievers.

Story captured for the day, he would move on with his team, to the next location to prepare for the broadcast that night.

Now, this case will get tucked away in a safe place; all those memories secured.

It was a short trip down memory lane.

 

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