Family folklore is that I was conceived to this actual copy of Harvest, way back in 1978. Mum reckons that the show was all over before Side 1 was finished but dad is adamant that there was a pause in proceedings to flip the record.
I recently inherited the album when my parents moved out of the family home and their old record collection was found. You can even see the phone number handwritten on the record from when we lived in Sydney (we moved to Canberra in 1984).
The record still plays well, even with thoughts of my parents getting down and dirty to it.
Unfortunately, given Spotify was around by the time my own kids arrived on the scene there are no such mementos from their creation.