Sing us a Song, Pianoman

It took daily trips for months to Craig's list to find it, but then it happened: I found the piano, the one I'd been looking for. I had been teaching piano lessons for a few years on a digital piano which was adequate but not very ideal. It's impossible to play dynamics on a digital, or to really understand how a pedal works. With Smalls starting his fourth year in lessons, it was time for an upgrade.




When you live in a town like Maricopa and don't own a truck, buying a piano is an ordeal. Apparently everyone in this town either sold their piano before moving here two years ago (which was when 75% of its occupants moved here) or just bought one and are using it, because in all my searches on Craig's list, never once did one from Maricopa show up. It seems that most people in Surprise and Glendale had one to sell but I didn't relish the idea of driving an hour to play a piano I might not buy.





At last I found this one. It had just been posted an hour earlier by an LDS lady in Queen Creek and was only $300. The next day I drove out so see it but I already knew this was the one that should join our family. Adoption proceedings began immediately, and with the help of our friend Marc, we got it home the next Saturday. Poor Marc didn't know what he was in for. It took over 5 hours to load the beast and then drive 50 mph back to Maricopa pulling the U-Haul with his truck and then unload it and return the U-Haul. I helped his wife Chelsey paint her garage to make up for it.