...melting.
This organ is older than me...and was always in my grandma and grandpa's lake house. I learned to play piano on this and practiced for hours and hours and hours, both with my grandma and/or my dad standing behind me or sitting next to me on the bench that contained all of the sheet music.
The last time we were up north, Dad and Ry-dog sat down and Ryan was in heaven...
Here is my heart....
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