It's a bit funny the items to which I attach memories. Strong ones, even. My parents are cleaning out all the remaining stuff they've left stateside, & in a box was this: the old adapter switch we used to swap between the tv & the Atari (later on, the SNES). This was set up in the kitchen, on an old knob-dial TV set from Montgomery Ward. I see this outdated useless adapter, & remember it all. Vividly.









