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Last week, I casually mentioned to my coworker that I was looking for a free piano. He called me back later that day, having spotted an ad for a free 5′ baby grand in the bargain sheets (you haul).

A baby grand.

So, I discreetly called once my girl wasn’t around. I got the answering machine, but left a rambling missive.

I got a call back on our way to the Eisley/Mutemath show last Friday at the Sonar in Baltimore. (Short review: Mutemath was blaahh, Eisley was cool). I passed off the phone call as some sort of secret re. Thanksgiving break; an explanation which Kirsten eventually accepted.

That Sunday, I encouraged Kirst to do her homework while Jeremy and I went to “jam–” aka, check out the piano in secret.


After googling Steiff pianos, I wasn’t expecting much. Other examples had included carved American eagles and curly Victorian embellishments.

But once we walked in the door, I knew good things were in store. The thing looked gorgeous. The owners were beautifully generous and eager to see it go to a good home, having inherited it from a grandmother and not playing the instrument themselves.


So, I commenced to the next step: googling “how to move a grand piano” while continuing to blithely encourage Kirsten to study each evening. I bgan to call movers and tuners.

Then I found out that most people charge at least three hundred dollars in our area to move said articles (which often weigh up to a thousand pounds). That was it. We’d have to move it ourselves.


Jeremy and I talked and formulated our plan. We’d get all the guys from our men’s group in on the action while Kirsten was away at Bible study.

I got off work late that rainy night and waited for thirty minutes in the uhaul for the lady to leave the house. Then I hightailed it home, collected the guys, and went to work.

All in all, eight of us got that thing moved–and it only cost me seventy bucks. That said, I don’t recommend it for the faint of heart. It took us two hours and lots of sore muscles to move it five miles.

I couldn’t believe it when we got it in the door, uprighted it, and screwed the legs back on–nothing was broken.


Kirsten screamed when she came home, late that night.

“What is that? Is it ours? Ahh!”

Mission: successful.

For a basic rundown of our moving procedure, check this out.

The piano has been appraised with an “as is” value of 2,500, with a recommended 1,000 worth of internal to be done. All the keys work, tho, and the tone is decent to good–so our first step is merely to have it tuned.

3 responses

  1. Becky

    Hey Josh,
    Wow so cool!!! Also how thoughtful and romantic( at least it seemed that way when you wrote about). Now I really can´t wait to visit your apartment and try it out. I love and miss you both!!!

    October 29, 2007 at 8:25 pm

  2. Elisha Bomberger

    NO WAY! I heard something about a piano but wow! That is super cool!!

    October 31, 2007 at 12:40 pm

  3. Gabe

    Nuh uh! That’s amazing! I can’t believe they were just giving it away. Next you’re going to find a mint condition upright bass…

    November 4, 2007 at 11:52 am

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