This is the story of a very special piano and bench. Years ago, the piano belonged to my great-grandmother Effie Hawkes Brown. She died three years before I was born. When my parents were married 40 years ago, they aquired the piano, but without the bench. I grew up in a home filled with the sound of music from this piano, and I have always loved it. It is nothing fancy, and was usually out of tune, but its sound has always brought back fond memories for me. I remember dancing in circles while my dad played lively tunes on it, hearing my sister become quite accomplished at it, and hearing it accompanying countless family home evenings and violin lessons. I learned to play on it, and often found solace in playing music in my free time. Soon after moving to our home in Provo, my parents decided to buy a Clavinova keyboard and the old piano was moved to the basement. Soon after Brent and I married in 1998, we lived in my parents' basement apartment and I could play it again.
When we moved to our first house in 2000, my parents said that if we could move the piano (and if it could survive a move!), we could have it. I was thrilled! It was a bit scary getting it moved, but it somehow made it. It never had its own bench to go with it, so we improvised with a garage sale piano bench for a few years before that broke, and then an IKEA stepstool. We had it in our living room in our Spanish Fork house for 9 1/2 years before listing that house for sale. Around that time, my parents were offered another family heirloom piano, my Grandma Jo's. Grandma Jo is Grandma Effie's daughter, and she passed away in 1990. When they moved it to their house, they noticed that the bench that had sat in front of it for so many years actually matched Great-Grandma Effie's piano-- the one that is now in my house! I was so excited to see this bench again, as I remember it fondly from my Grandma Jo's house, but was even more excited to realize that the wordwork on it exactly matches my piano!
So, after several decades, the original bench has been reunited with its piano. Also, the needlework on the bench was done by either Grandma Effie or Grandma Jo-- we aren't sure which-- so it is that much more special. If anyone reading this knows who did the original needlework, would you let me know? I would love to have a more complete history of this piano.
I recently had it tuned, and the tuner explained that although it really isn't worth anything, it is a fine musical instrument and well built. It just needs its key tops replaced and its wood refinished. It does, however, have tremendous intrinsic value as a family heirloom, one that I feel so blessed to have in my home. Now two of my own children are taking piano lessons and playing the very same piano (and sitting on the same bench) that five generations of my family have played. What a gift!
The bench with its original needlework

The bench and piano, together again