I was director of music at a small Texas town about twenty years ago when a new grand was delivered to the church. The truck had a large lift, to which the piano had been moved. One of the two movers, however, was deaf, and he evidently didn't "hear", lip read, or whatever, one of the other's instructions. The weight was shifted, for whatever reason, and the piano, out of crate, crashed to the pavement below, about four feet down, ruined, of course. Looking back, since that was before I learned about piano stuff, it seems that was a great deal of "drop". Leslie Bartlett M. Mus Houston Chapter PTG lesbart@juno.com
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