For the past 10 years we have been passing this old abandoned, dilapidated house on the side of the highway. The windows were all gone, the walls were buckling and the roof was sagging. Each morning I’d look at it as we passed by and wondered why it was still there.
About a year ago the house finally caved in, it was a slow painful collapse. One day part of the roof caved in, a few days later a portion of a wall came down. In all it took about two months to get to the point you now see in the photo. You could see where the stairs were along the back wall, the main room and an upright piano. Perhaps it is because when I was growing up we always had at least one (if not three) piano’s in the house, for me that piano made that dilapidated old house a home. People cried there, they laughed there, lived, played and sang there. And now it just sits and rots open to the elements and the critters. Each day it is fading slowly into nothingness. If I thought it was safe I would be tempted to wait until dark sneak on over and play a note to see if any sound came out, perhaps a little song just for old-time sake. Heck if I had a truck and space I would be tempted to steal it away and breathe some life into, it. I just can’t help but think that old upright deserves a little more respect.
We have a really nice old upright piano that we never play. The last person to play it was my Dad and that was a few years ago. Because we never play it, and our house isn’t that big we are always looking to sell it, although I would rather just give it away to somebody who would appreciate it and treat it with respect. Never would I let something that has the potential to give so much to so man sit and rot.
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