Just a brief, but fun story today..
So when Pete and I decided to renovate the house, my mom's family got together and gifted me this family pump organ.
My great-great grandfather was a Pastor, and his daughter, my great-grandmother, was the organist in 3 different churches in the 1890s. They would bring this organ with them to the different churches.
Back then, it was quite a workout! You pumped with your feet, you pressed your knees out and in for volume, and you played the organ. I couldn't imagine remembering to do all 3 at once. But she did that for many years, then it was passed down through my family until it landed with my mom's cousin, David. Everyone kept it tuned up, and we are excited when guests stay with us that know how to play it.
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My great-grandmother, Cora, on we believe must have been a graduation or wedding day.
Our guests that were just here were visiting their son who is attending Maranatha Baptist University here in town. He sat down to play the organ for us and just played a song by memory..
