Oh, that's where I left it...

Farrell mfarrel2@tampabay.rr.com
Sat, 28 Jun 2003 12:03:25 -0400


That's what I've been looking for ever since I started with pianos - a diamond ring under the keys. Did you ever see her afterwards? Had the marriage attained a new level?

Terry Farrell
  
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Sent: Saturday, June 28, 2003 7:34 AM
Subject: Re: Oh, that's where I left it...


> Early on in my career I went to house for a normal service call. The order 
> was to tune the piano (which hadn't been tune in 20 some yrs) plus take care of 
> a sticky key.
> To my astonishment the sticky key was attributed to the most beautiful 
> diamond ring which had lodged itself against the wippen. When I summoned the lady of 
> the house to tell her what I had found, she screamed so loud (which at the 
> time), seemed 10x louder than truck brakes squealing in a city traffic snarl. My 
> ears rang for a week!
> Turns out this gal had been the dog house for those 20 yrs. because on her 
> wedding night she lost the ring. The same ring which had been passed down from 
> generation to generation on her husband's side of the family.  Apparently she 
> had taken off to admire it and got distracted and, bingo, it was gone.
> Oh yes, the tip was generous afterwards.
> Tom Servinsky, RPT
> 

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