Piano

For years, I had a piano just like this one. Around 1972, we found it for sale in Appalaichan, New York, just accross the river from my town, Endicott. Some older people had it in their trailer, and said it came from a church. It was made in the early part of the 20th century. Not always in tune, it had a great, thunderous sound, especially with the top opened up. Tiger oak finish (cut accross the grain). Quite a job moving that thing to our apartment in Endicott. Later, we moved to an old house in South Binghamton, and another move involved. We then decided to take off for California, but didn't last long there. Came back, and got the house back. The piano was still there, a little worse for wear, but still sounded great, pounding out my boogie woogie and old Stones songs. Later, we decided to move to Arizona (Tucson), around 1977, so I could go to grad school at U of A. It broke my heart to leave the piano that time. We came back after grad school, but the house was rented out to some other people. However, I pursuaded them to let me have the piano back, and dragged it out to Chenango Forks, to the second story walk-up apartment we were in. About a year later, we moved to Florida, for a job. We had the piano moved to our apartment, then a year later, moved it to the house we bought. We had a new house built 1987, and moved it there. After a few years, my wife decided that old musty, ugly thing (a thing of beauty to me), no longer belonged in that house. Also, I had come into possession of an old Fender Rhodes piano, so figured that would do for awhile. We later bought a used console piano, which is O.K., but doesn't have that roadhouse, honky tonk sound.