You know I love my piano. You know it represents so much more than to me than the average piano. You know I can't play it without my mind flooding with happy memories of my grandparents' house on Aransas street in Levelland. You know it broke my heart today to put it on a truck to not be touched by me again until, well, who knows.
But, I did it anyway. The price was right, and the guys were wonderful. Here are a few pictures of the first big step in our move to Houston.
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