You are the 5th generation to play on this old upright Gulbransen. The keys are chipped, sticky and even with a sympathetic restoration the piano echoes age. I think about your beginning..."what ifs" often come to mind. That is the story of life...what if, maybes, could have been, should have been. I am so happy that life played out exactly like this...because I really can't imagine a world with out you.
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