For the last 18 years we've had a Wurlitzer 145B band organ sitting in
plain view near the front door.  Every year at Halloween the "Trick or
Treaters" see it and ask what it is.  I explain and demonstrate.

The kids tell their friends.  They come for the show.  They stare and
grin.  The parents who stand at the curb can't resist the attraction
so they join the festivity.  Everyone leaves happy, with grins that
persist into the night.  And so it goes, year after year.

The kids from the earlier times now have kids who come to see and hear
this wonderfully addictive mechanical music machine.  It is now part
of the neighborhood Halloween psyche.

Skeletons and band organs -- what could be a better combination?

Bill Finch