The Tunnel

Replaced in the bottom of the piano, the newspaper spread out on rice. This time the rice is no longer wet, a little damp newspaper of the deca-futor. I pray to God that he sent me the strength to finish the job. By evening the engineer the piano and, leaving, ask the next day to rest as much ustal.Den eighth (29aprelya). Rest. Before dinner, sleep and eat a lot.

Rolling detailed plan for tomorrow den.Den ninth (April 30). Light at the end of the tunnel. Finally, the correct sounds, full damping dampers, accurate work pieces. After setting up one octave (small), waiting for the result. If only I did not burst string, not "floated" system. During the forced break, in conjunction with the hostess, wipe with a vodka bar, cover, deck, we can say we clean all the available space tool. Do not let me down, "Petrof".

You can already configure and set the missing pedal, but I find myself thinking that unbecoming haste, when most of the risks behind. Fatigue strengthens my mind to finish the job and continue tomorrow, "a fresh mind." Tenth day (May 1). Finita la comedia. "The last battle he most difficult. " Upon arrival at the place for a long time could not bring myself to start working. The nice thing is that the system does not "spread out", hammers with rare exception, "hit" well, the keys do not sink. Take out the rice. This time he completely dry. Then drove the hammers, install the left pedal and the moderator. Before dinner, just doing what tune. After lunch, I'm afraid to touch the keys, and suddenly "holds" system. But the piano sounds right. And most importantly, in these sounds there is some life-affirming force. The piano was once again the subject of musical aesthetics, "the living world." Like man, who suffered a serious operation, returning to a new life, it is, then bright and cheerfully singing about its interesting new life, how would "remember" uncontrolled cold April water, crying about recent mountain. I'm playing, although the forces at the end, is pleased to host and hostess. Friends arrived from Saratov rejoice with us. We are removing the last film in the renovated flooded after a video camera, which is the will of fate, also took the April flood of the Ural 2011g.Epilog bath. Ten days of April were my days of testimony. From the beginning, not panicked and fear, I decided in that it was not "return the piano to life." In my quest I felt support from my family, moral and material assistance to the owners of the piano, at all stages of work. Sensed human presence and support of the workers and the people responded in trouble "potoplentsev." Thank you to all of you who were with me in this difficult decade of April. Peace to your home. Let never such tragedy does not happen again. But do not forget and that happened. "Petrof", and play host to its raduy sound! Let the flood in Uralsk shows only mark the water level, flooded after left on the front of the master at home, shots were taken by us chronicle of those tragic days. Chronology of the restoration of pictures you can see in the photo album and several videos, which managed to shoot only after the was recovered from a flooded camera.