This old piano in this old house of neighbors (wish I had known them, but I arrived late). One can only imagine the harsh acoustics and tinkling-sound of the old tunes' notes -- I found no music sheets. How it must have been a great pleasure to family and neighbors, especially in the days before REA electric brightened the scene and the evenings.
House is now in disrepair. Once the roof goes, the structure goes, eventually. I haven't been back in several years so maybe the piano is still there. Probably, as it is long abandoned and very heavy.
Usually not much left of old lives -- a tombstone and a memory, if you're lucky.
