Surviving moving day


When I was a kid, my next-door neighbors, the Schirchs, moved to a house about seven houses west. It was basically pretty simple…throw things in a truck and drive down the street. But then there was the piano. It was just a typical upright piano…a small one by most standards, but hey, pianos are heavy at any size. So after scratching his head for awhile, Reldon Schirch nabbed a couple of neighbor boys and they rolled the piano down Elm Street. I don’t remember how they got it up the steps. That wasn’t my problem. I was just a kid.

But flash forward about 40 years. This time the move involves a 6 1/2-foot Steinway and its new home is about 1/2 mile south….still a relatively simple move if you compare it to moving a 9-foot grand from North Carolina to a mountain-side cabin about one mile uphill in Virginia. Ask my brother about that. On the other hand, don’t ask him. He’ll turn green.

So anyway…there we were, pondering the best way to move the piano belonging to my mother — the one she’d taught hundreds of children to play over the past 37 years. I still remember the day that piano arrived at 430 W. Elm St. Well, actually, I remember the day it was supposed to arrive, but was postponed by a day. Which turned out to be a blessing. That night, a drunk driver missed the corner on Elm and drove his car smack into the corner of my bedroom and the music room.

But I digress. It’s 2011 and the piano movers have been summoned. On the first day, ice interferes. On the second day, snow interferes. But as they say, the third time’s a charm and the move was on. My brother kept my mom busy while I nervously stood around holding my breath as two average sized guys removed the piano’s legs, wrapped in some kind of cushioned fabric, and painstakingly moved it down one ramp and up another onto the truck.

Arriving at our house, they pondered their next move. Block the street and move it straight up the sidewalk or back {up} the driveway and trundle it over the flagstone? They finally settled on backing up, covering the flagstone with one ramp and placing another ramp on the stairs.

Their biggest concern was that we needed something under the legs to protect the wood floor. We finally made them happy by folding up rag rugs on which to place the legs. My brother told me later that he asked his builder whether his new floors would hold up under his own grand — the builder was unconcerned, saying it was like having five 200-pound persons at a party standing close together. They wouldn’t fall through, right?

So far, the floorboards seem to be holding up well. Old oak must be strong. Now, the challenge is for one of us to resurrect her rusty piano skills and the other to develop his. But hey, there’s that 87-year-old just itching to teach more lessons. In fact, the dinner table conversation earlier this week involved a lively discussion of the circle of fifths.

More on that later. For now, scales rule the roost.

Fred practicing scales

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3 responses to “Surviving moving day

  1. Mary, I know that here in Dayton is a company responsible for moving most of the Steinways around here – A-1 Piano and Moving. They brought my Steinway in – moved it around while we had the wood floors refinished – and moved it some years later to our condo. They know their stuff!
    Best wishes for your relocated piano – just a reminder – don’t have it tuned until it has settled into the new place – humidity, balance, temperature, etc.
    And enjoy it in good health –
    Jean

    • Pannabecker Steiner Mary

      Oh, Groman’s Music moved it. They did a fine job. It’s been tuned recently so I think it’s okay for now. If not, our tuner is the same guy Mother uses.

  2. I remember that piano well and my lessons with your mother fondly. Good memories. I should have come over and practiced this weekend for choir contest. =)

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