This is what's left of my Grandmothers antique player piano. It was a gift to her purchased by my Dad. It has lots and lots of memories. My cousin Jon'elle learned to play on it. I semi learned to play on it and Dad and I made a few pieces up that we played together. It was found on the next street and as you can see it is in front of someone else's house. Dad and I held the piano upright, give our last respects in a sense, well...I pressed a key and it played. We both started bawling. It was a moment and that piano was very hard to say good-bye to. We salvaged a couple of pieces from it for memories.