This was my Grandmother's piano. Everyone else in the family either already has one, or has no need or room for one, so it's here. :)She could really play, and all by ear. She learned to read a little, but when she was younger she just sat down and taught herself.
The bench has some of her music in it, I guess she bought it more for the words than anything. She would always play a mini-concert for us when we would visit for Thanksgiving or Christmas, until she got to where her arthritis wouldn't let her. More and more, she would request that my sister play instead of her. She broke her hip and had to go into a full time care facility (I don't like the term "nursing home"), so she was away from her piano. There was one where she was staying, so once again, holidays found us all gathered around the piano, singing songs, with her as our audience. She's been gone for a while now, we miss her. I'm proud to have her piano. Who knows, maybe I'll even learn to play something on it. :)