First Floor: The Living Room

The odd thing, of course, is that I don't have any wide-angle shots of the living room.  I guess at this point I was a bit weary of taking pictures.  The furniture is gone, but for what shows here, and the rug was destroyed by the visiting raccoon.

The keys are "a bit" aged.  Okay, a lot.  And while they do play, the sound is, um, not so good. I don't know pianos, but the sound clearly reminded me of the old piano at Dad's parents house.

The things inside the Secretary can be seen better in the much bigger, higher resolution pictures, but this gives you a pretty good idea.  At this point, the drawers are empty.  Old papers have been moved to Carol's place.

Throughout the house, the windows are (a) still solid, and (b) really gunky.  Cleaning them is possible, but its more than I want to undertake.

The records are still here, but the player is now gone.  Old time vacuum tube technology bites the dust.

The floor of the living room now hosts two long rows of plastic bins filled with sorted tools.