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Aren't they wonderful memories? My Mom and Dad were great parents. I have to remember sometimes that my Mom was forty one when she had me..the runt of the litter. But even so.. they did everything with me, and took me everywhere. They were such fun-loving and partying people.. They had many friends and there was always something going on.

I'll never forget on one of my Mom and Dad's Anniversary parties..some of their friends lugged an upright piano all the way up the front stairs to the living room.. Our house sat on a hill off the street and had many stairs to get to the front door..but they did it and what a party they had.. I remember peeking thru the railings from the second floor, and watching all the fun and hell-raising. They always knew I was there, but they only warned me now and then.. LOL I think they were always afraid of what I might see.. and blackmail them all.. lol

They were fun people, and had one hell of a life..

We must be getting old all right.. all the reminiscing?

I guess we are getting old, with all the reminiscing....but gosh, its wonderful to have grand memories...my parents werent perfect, mom having problems with depression, and sometimes dad drank too much and got mean, but on the whole, we kids knew how much they loved us, and they tried in every way they could to make our lives be wonderful

And they stuck with each through the bad times as well as the good times...and I think thats a role model for todays younger ones, who seem to think that at the slightest little bump in the road, divorce is the only remedy...I am not saying divorce is not warranted in many cases, but in too many cases, it just seems that people give up too easily, and its always the children that suffer...

My mom and dad had a wide circle of friends also, and lots of family...they would throw a party for no reason at all..I remember once, mom threw a big party because she bought as new couch and matching chair and wanted to show it off...we loved it, another excuse for a party...

Your story of the group moving a piano into your parents, reminds me of that old Laurel and Hardy short film, where they are trying to move a piano up a big hill...sounds like your parents were great fun and great parents...