We moved to my grandfathers when I was 5 and this clock was on the kitchen shelf. He died when I was in the 4th year of university and the clock came to my kitchen. It has moved from kitchen to kitchen in Kansas, Indiana, Michigan, and Ontario and always kept ticking. My grandfather's memory ticks on and I have listened for over 50 years now . . . (and have worn out many watches).
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