This may seem odd, but I am happy this morning because I may have found a home for two mandolins and a guitar that were my father in laws.
They have been in our basement forever wrapped in a couple of plastic bags. Jim kept them after finding them when going thru stuff after his mom died. They were his dad's and we didn't want to just toss them and no one else wanted them, so we kept them, intending someday to getting them cleaned up. So, after Jim died, my brothers told me to trash them. I couldn't do that and they have been in the basement rafters for years.
Well a neighbor moved in down the street and he plays in a band called The Bridge, which plays bluegrass and folk music. He was talking about his restoring one of his guitars and I thought of the instruments in the basement. I brought them up and he is going to look into restoring them and what needs to be done. If they can be fixed at all. it was nice to be able to give them to someone that can appreciate them. I mean, his face got all lit up when he saw them and he immediately started trying to tune them and strum them and such.
It was just a nice moment to see something that I have little emotional attachment to (I never met Jim's dad, he died long before I came along) could give someone a smile. I had kept them because I knew they shouldn't just be tossed in the trash and that they would find a home eventually. I will be interested to see what he can do with them.
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How wonderful to find a good home for family treasures. I don't think it's silly to be happy about that at all.
Oh, Betsy, I do hope that works out, and that you know the importance of family heirlooms/musical heritage. I delight in my grandmother's piano in my home....and learned to play the piano after I turned 50, partly because I didn't want it to be just a piece of furniture, and partly because I had always wanted to learn piano, but had no discipline to practice at a young age ;)
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