Recently, a customer by the name of Steve
Johnson sent us an email inquiring about something
that he could use for a fire pit. In the
note, he mentioned that he had an old Kimball grand
piano for sale. We weren't really in the market for a
piano, but curiosity got the better of us and we went
to take a look. It was a, beautiful, ebony, almost
concert-size grand piano! We tried every way we
could to talk ourselves out of it - it was too big, too
old, too
expensive - a completely extravagant purchase... we
had to have it.
We scraped together all of the spare money we could
find - under the cushions, behind the dresser, in
Addy's piggy bank and made the best offer we dared.
Although it was much less than Steve wanted, he bit
his lip and kindly sold it to us for exactly what we
could afford.
Three days after the piano took up residence in our
living room (now music room), I came a cross a photo
of the day my grandparent's announced their
engagement. It was in a pile of photos my brothers
and sisters had started sorting through last summer
was supposed to have been headed for storage.
The photo was taken on
June 21, 1921 in the garden of my great-
grandfather's house in Highland Park, IL. Among
others, the photo shows my great-grandfather -
Curtis Nathaniel Kimball (then president of Kimball
Pianos), Fanny Hadley Kimball - who I believe was
the widow of W.W. Kimball, the founder of the Kimball
Piano Company and my grandfather, W.W. Kimball II,
who was just back from college at Dartmouth and in
the beginning his career at the piano company.
All of the sudden it struck me that if this piano was
manufactured in the period between 1919 and 1921
as it's serial number indicates, my grandfather could
well have been the junior floor manager that gave it
the final seal of approval as it rolled off of the line. A
real piece of my family patrimony had just
unexpectedly dropped into my lap.
We've polished it and had it tuned - none of us can
keep our hands of of it. Addy has
mastered "Chopsticks" and moved on to "Jingle Bells" -
we hope to have him starting lessons next month.
Steve seemed to know, better than we did, just how
absolutely right it was that we have not just a piano,
but this piano.
Thank you Fafa, Great-grandfather C.N. and
Steve Johnson.
Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.