I haven’t written much about the baby grand piano that sits in our living room, but you may have noticed it in off to the side in pictures over the years. We owned a basic wood upright piano for a few years but then gave it away to some friends when we inherited Matt’s grandfather’s black baby grand ten years ago. I was again thinking about the baby grand when the bottom of the bench started to bow at the weight of books of music and as I removed them to repair it, I started thumbing through them remembering all the tunes I keep promising myself I’ll learn to play someday.
Matt and my middle daughter are the only two that play, I haven’t sat down in a long time although I took lessons years ago and got pretty good at chords and scales and even learned to play a version of “Silent Night” at Christmas a few years ago, although if you asked me to play it now I couldn’t! Everyone who comes into our home is drawn to the baby grand, especially children. All of the visiting ones want to play it and it’s never off limits, even to my two year old nephew as long as it’s treated gently.
The piano is a family heirloom and the first thing you see when you walk into our home. It’s in tune but could use a good cleaning and a polish – it will forever hold sentimental value. Of all the sounds that occur in a home in our media and tech dominated world, the sound of piano keys still remains a favorite, whether it’s a child tinkling with the keys or real melodies being played.
A baby grand piano is an elegant instrument, one that adds an air of formality to a space. When I catch the sight of a grand piano in a home or a hotel lobby, I always pause and smile. Do you?
Does your family have a piano or did you grow up with one? Do you play? Is there a history behind the piano in your home?