Travis Dryden spent his childhood listening to his parent's records. And then he left them behind with the other detritus of his pre-college years to be sold for pennies at a yard sale.
Lured by the portability of cassette tapes, the iridescent gleam of compact discs, then the miniaturized wonder of MP3 players _ who needed the fragile, antiquated technology of an LP?
As it turns out, Dryden did.
Now, like thousands of other reborn vinyl addicts, he scours record stores around the country, trying to get those lost records back.
"I abandoned a lot of my collection, unfortunately," Dryden said. "I started at record stores, …
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