This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ---------------------- multipart/alternative attachment Years ago I was asked to tune a piano in a nursing home for the extreme = debilitated. Most of the residence were marginal vegetables, those who = had limited awareness were mostly unable to walk by themselves. As I = set things up one of the staff came up with the idea that what I was = doing could somehow qualify as "entertainment". One at a time the room, = (a large common room if memory serves), filled up with residence in = wheel chairs. They were pushing them in like an assembly line! By the = time I was actually turning tuning pins there were about 20 of them. At first it went okay, no notable problems. I felt awkward having so = many eyes on me but I began to realize that most of these people were in = such a bad state they hardly knew where they were. Unfortunately the = idea of "entertainment" that the staff person visualized never = materialized. Instead as I repetitively pounded one note after another = they slowly began moaning in protest. After a while one barely = conscious lady cried out "stop that damn noise!" There of course was = nothing I could do about it and I went about my business with a chorus = of moaning and complaints in the background. I was very happy to leave = that place, very depressing! Rob Goodale, RPT Las Vegas, NV ---------------------- multipart/alternative attachment An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: https://www.moypiano.com/ptg/pianotech.php/attachments/38/48/93/9f/attachment.htm ---------------------- multipart/alternative attachment--
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