My father found that in a junkyard, and was able to repair it and make it work. And somehow -- to this day, I frankly don't know how he was so aware of what was going on in the world -- but, by inviting me to sit down with him when I was only a few years old, and playing records in this Victrola by Mozart, and he would tell me
父はこれを廃品置き場で見つけ 修理して動くようにしました そしてどういう訳か― 今から思うと 父が 世界の動向に なぜそんなに詳しかったのか 分かりませんが― 年端もいかない私を 傍らに座るように言い ビクトーラにモーツァルトのレコードをかけ 教えてくれたものでした