DH went to wind it up and it chimed once, then just STOPPED. We were floored. Had something broken? Do clocks have a life-span? So... we went to the Clock Shop nearby and spoke to a lovely man who knew quite a lot about clocks (altho he was quick to say that he wasn't a Horologist). But his shop had just come from the Dallas State Fair and they had sold quite a few grandfather clocks there... so the place was full of *sold* and *to be sold* clocks. Beautiful! We talked for a while and then decided to have their Horologist come out today and take a look. He will give us an estimate of what it will take to get the ol' boy working again. Now there's a good chance that we won't be able to go ahead with the repair until sometime next year... not with the holidays and taxes looming. But that's OK.... at least we'll know if it's fixable.
We both really miss the chimes... especially during the night when I'd awake and could tell exactly what time it was without thinking. Now I will say that everyone is not fond of this. Sometimes the kids would spend the night and say that the chimes wake them up... not the grandkids (nothing wakes them up), but our own kids who basically grew up with the clock... whatever (now I know that some people don't like the use of this 'whatever'... but it's better than the more timely 'WTF'... don't you think?)
|not a great pic, but the only one I could find at the moment...|
Also... for those of you who know our Jack, I wrote an update on his condition on my "Cats, Coffee, and Chocolate" blog. He is having a difficult time.