journaling reads: This is my moms piano. Growing up she insisted that all three of us girls take piano lessons. Because I went the farthest and enjoyed it the most, I always said when I got my own house, I would get the piano. Well I got my own house and my dearest Mother said yes, I could have the piano. And so with the help of Mike, Bob, Zane, Paul, Dave and Dad, the piano was the first thing that was moved into our house. Now that's true LOVE.
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