Precious tapes

Today I Fed-Ex'd two cassette tapes to a man in Canada who will work digital magic on them, turning rumbling and roaring noises and broken tapes once again into the clear steady voice of my dad. These are two of five or six tapes I recorded of conversations with my day in the 1970s through 1990s. I've been meaning to get this done for four years and today I did it. I hope all goes well.