My audiophile addiction started when I was 5 years old. It started with a gateway player just like the one above. I'd get up around 6AM and toss a 45 onto the player from my older sisters collection and thus it began, always punctuated by the "TURN THAT DOWN!" demands from the parental units. A demand that continued onward throughout the 60's and a bit into the early 70's. My college years at R.I.T were completely devoid of music because I was totally broke and only had a copy of Tom Waits "nighthawks at the Diner" on cassette in my beat up chevy Nova and more often than not it would not play. After graduating I knew my renewed sonic addiction would draw the same complaint to turn down the volume from any neighbors dwelling in the same building as myself so I decided then and there to alleviate that element and always rent a house until I could finally buy one.
Great story and motivation!