<!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en"> <html> OK. I'm going to "me, too" on this one.  Yesterday I received a check with the note attached, "Janelle is delighted with the way the piano plays now!" And the last appointment today was on a worn-out 1930 Wurlitzer studio, but talking with the mom, her 10th grade boy and about 8th grade girl was a pleasure!  I told them I enjoyed being in their home (which was quite modest) and they said they were glad to have me!  Of course I enjoy teens a lot (made my 17 years of high school teaching more fun), so any teen who will actually be friendly makes my day! Regards, Clyde Billbrpt@AOL.COM wrote: <blockquote TYPE=CITE>In a message dated 2/2/01 8:24:43 AM Central Standard Time, mfarrel2@tampabay.rr.com (Farrell) writes:     <blockquote TYPE=CITE style="BORDER-LEFT: #0000ff 2px solid; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px">I just sometimes get a really warm feeling working in a home of love and doing good things to their piano, because I know they will play it and they will sing with their family and they will make with it more love. Woooooowwwwwwwaaaaaaa. This is toooooooo cool. I like my job.  :-)</blockquote> You got it, Terry.  I too have this experience nearly every day.  I'd rather tune a hundred modest pianos in the modest homes of nice, gracious people than one "high profile" job where the atmosphere is tense and sour.  Of course, going to hear music that comes from a piano into which I've put my own individual artistry is always a thrill and even more so when I, myself am also a performer but my bread & butter comes from ordinary but very mutually satisfying work in other people's homes. Bill Bremmer RPT Madison, Wisconsin</blockquote> </html>