Les, Will post your book today. Here's my favorite story about "Door Left Unlocked:" While doing piano work in Medicine Hat, Alberta, where I lived from 1972 - 1979, I regularly tuned a nice Yamaha grand piano for a teacher and performer there, a very elegant and beautiful lady about my own age. When I arrived one morning at the appointed time and rang the doorbell, there was no answer. Anxious not to lose two hours as Saturday was my only day to work, I tried the door. It opened and I cautiously entered the house. I knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't mind if I went in and started thhe piano while she presumably had coffee with some neighbors. As I entered, I called repeatedly, "Hello!" "Hello!" Finally an answer came from the bathroom. "I'm taking a bath. Just go ahead. You know where the piano is." I had just nicely got started, when the phone rang. The voice from the bathroom called, "Would you get that?" I said, "Hello?" There was a momentary pause, then a male voice inquired, "Is Candace there?" "Yes," I stuttered, "but she can't come to the phone." The voice deepend about an octave. "This is her husband. Why can't she come to the phone?" The words were tinged with suspicion. I hurriedly explained that I was the piano tuner and that I was working on the piano and that Candace was in the bathroom taking a bath. He grunted and hung up. But I don't think he believed me because I was never called back to tune that piano again! Ken Burton "Doctor Piano" Calgary Alberta
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