Twenty years ago, my parents gave me a clock radio/alarm clock for Christmas. This faithful little contraption persistently woke me up every day through high school, college, and for most of my married years. Andy and I have often laughed over how well-built this thing is. It has been dropped numerous times, stepped on, accidentally kicked across the floor, and in fact, a few years ago something broke loose inside of it so that each time you tilt it whatever broke loose rattles around. However! It still keeps perfect time, still finds those radio stations, and yes, it's alarm still wakes us up in the morning. In fact, we decided that we wouldn't buy a new one or upgrade until this one broke. But day after day, year after year, it just kept on going. The Energizer Bunny has nothing on this little gem.
Two years ago, out of pure exasperation, we upgraded to a newer model of waker-upper...and so I gave my trusty clock radio to Rachel, and it has been faithfully and persistently waking her up each morning...until about a week ago...when it finally died. It didn't get dropped, it didn't get stepped on, it didn't get kicked...it just finally succumbed to "old age."
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