My mother had many music boxes of all kinds, I brought one of them home it was a picture frame music box with a picture of me in it, but no one could get it to play as a matter of fact none of the music boxes would play and we just thought it was because they was old and had been in that curio cabinet for so many years. When I walked into my house the music box began to play it played until it wound down so I turned the key all the way again and again it played like it was brand new and has worked ever since. I think the music box was meant to come home with me and it has found it’s home. I’m going to bring a few more home today and see if they too will start to play.
