My mother is a pianist, and this piano belonged to her. It was purchased when she was a teenager in the 1950s, and it stayed in our family until just recently. A few summers ago, my mother was moving from Boston to Florida and didn’t have room in her new place for the beloved instrument. She offered it to me, but I didn’t have space either. After much heartache, she finally decided to give it away to charity. Before she did, I thought it would be nice to sample it so that we could have a memory of the way it sounded.