My great-grandmother’s antique piano made the trek down from Utah this past weekend to find it’s new home with the Hinckley’s. Isn’t it beauty? 80 years old and 800 lbs! (Thanks Rachel and Randy for taking such good care of it…after seeing you drive over those Arizona bumps I’m suprised it made it down in one piece…ha! ha!)
30 minutes a day/7 days a week seemed like torture. Notice the scratches…I did that…PURPOSEFULLY! Not proud. Engraving evidence that I was forced to sit there for 10 years. I can now excercise more patience when my own take a black marker to every surface of my house (I will next time anyway).