Mom's piano

My brother and I at the first piano.

We had a piano growing up. I took lessons for a couple years, but was not great. I'm tone deaf and didn't get far enough to sight read sheet music or anything. But I enjoyed it. When mom and dad moved back in 1996 they sold the piano to some church for the same thing they'd paid for it probably 15-20 years before... about $200 I think... that's just how they were... they weren't looking to make a buck.

Well, a few years went by, and mom decided she missed having a piano. So they bought a new one. I think they paid over $1000 for it. Mom took some lessons, but again the piano didn't get much use. Well, one day at work I get this email from mom after a guy had been at the house to install their new dishwasher.
This is what my mom was like every day of her life. :)

Heh,

Well, the new dishwasher is in and the guy is gone.  You know how everybody has a story - well, this guy lived in Boston and a few years back he got sick.  He had to have an operation which took out about 12' of his colon.  Then he found out that the company he worked for didn't pay for recovery time, etc.  Because he couldn't work until he fully recovered, he had no income and lost his house thru foreclosure.  He did research on line as to places he could move to and ended up moving to NC.

They rented a house in Clayton and about 18 months ago the house burned to the ground.  They had no renter's insurance and totally lost everything.  On top of all of that, they still have a 12 year old little girl at home; plus, have custody of 2 grandchildren ages 4 and 6.  So, he pretty much works non-stop to pay the bills.  His wife also works.

Anyway, he had to use the bathroom and when he walked by - he said who plays the piano.  I said no one.  My daughter use to play.  He asked if he could play something.  OMG, he totally transformed into this totally relaxed person and was actually in "hot heaven".  How he loves playing the piano.  He said after the fire he looked to find any part of the piano - but the fire was so intense that it destroyed it totally.

After hearing him play and watching him, I asked him if he wanted the piano.  OMG, I thought he was going to cry.  He is so excited.  Bottom line, he will be here on Sunday to take it away.

I know I will never learn to play it and it is just collecting dust.  So, that's the story of the day.

Love ya