We drove slowly and carefully from Standish through Gorham and eventually pulled onto the lawn in Old Orchard. Jesse met us at the house and helped us get the piano through the door on the front of the house that's rarely used. It was a bit of a task- we stripped some paint off the door and roughed up one of the back corners of the upright but at least we got it inside.
We treated Ethan and Jesse to italians at Shelley's and watched the Memorial Day parade from the sidewalk while we ate. Bagpipers, Shriners on mopeds, baton twirlers, antique cars, military men, a few weirdos with push lawnmowers.
It's nice to have a real piano again. It's an upright Packard, though I don't know the year yet. It's a bit ugly at the moment- looks like the Roberts family took an introductory art course in Impressionism and tried to get fancy with the paint job. The detailing on the face of it and the carvings on the legs, like the capital of a column, are a nice flourish. We're going to strip off the paint and redo it, probably something darker and simpler. We'll have to have it looked at: the D in the highest register doesn't pop back up when you hit it and a C-sharp is a bit flat.
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