When my in-laws were downsizing out of their home in Fredericton, New Brunswick in Canada and moving to an apartment, they very generously gave us a grandfather clock that stood in their front hall. The clock was made in Halifax in Yorkshire, England, probably in the late 18th century and stands well over 9 feet tall.
Fortunately our apartment in New York has high enough ceilings to accommodate it, and so my wife and I moved it into our living room. We never got around to having the clock works cleaned and repaired, so the clock has stood mute for well over ten years. Continue reading “The beating heart of a home”