Listening, playing, or both?

I inherited my grandfather's classic-music albums from the 1950s and 60s, and I love putting one of them on the turntable and listening, pops, scratches, and all. We lost him in 1977, but when I play them I feel like he's sitting with me.

I also inherited by grandfather's love for playing classical music, and now that I can sit up again after recovering from the cancer damage to my spine, that brings me joy almost every day.