Sheesh! One of the items on my list today at one of my colleges, about an hour's drive away, was to voice the treble down on one of the grands. I tuned it and went to my case to find my voicing tool. Gone. I rummaged around in the stygian depths of the case in mounting annoyance. No voicing tool. Shazbatt! Am I going to have to sharpen a piece of piano wire and clamp it in my Vise-Grips? Argh! Where the heck did it go? When did I use it last? Then I remembered I had used it right here on this very piano about three weeks ago when I did some 'round one' preliminary voicing. Nah. You don't suppose. Sure enough, when I pulled the fallboard, there my voicing tool was grinning at me. It's embarrassing, but I guess it's true. God does look out for children and fools. Reunited with my voicing tool, but probably little the wiser for it, Ron
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