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Lucy R.I.P.

October 15, 2008 at 1:41 AM

Just in time for Halloween, I got this phone call.

"Hi Karen, I had a catastrophe that I need to tell you about."

"Oh no! What happened?"

"You know that half-size violin you loaned my daughter for the year?"

"Uh-huh."

"It was in the driveway, and we were locked out of the house, and . . . it's a long story that I don't feel like talking about right now . . . but it got run over."

"With the car?"

"Yeah."

Alas, it wasn't in a Bobelock case.

Rocky (the bow) survived.

Hey, it's not just me that backs over violins.
Oy!
My daughter was kind of sad about it, but it's her old violin, not the one she's currently playing (whose name is "Red Robin"). I loaned it out because I thought it would be better for it to be played rather than sitting in our attic or basement.

Since my friend's daughter needs an instrument, Shar is getting another customer!

Greetings,
they ought to make special cars for musicians. When you turn on the engine a grating voice yells `Where is your violin, stupid?`
Cheers,
Buri
Poor Lucy!

P.S. Haha, I could use one of those engines, Buri - I have definitely forgotten my violin on more than one occasion. :)

That is so very sad! I'm a sentimental sap. I would have probably cried over the loss.