One night when the boyfriend came over to take me to get pens, my grandma made him eat dinner with us. She made spaghetti. Then we sat at the table for forever while they talked about memories that they had. My grandpa remembered about an old radio he bought about forty years ago and brought it out to show us. It worked perfectly fine and picked up all of the current radio stations in the area, which was kind of weird because it is so old. You don't really expect to see something so old playing songs of today.