88's

 There is a little spinet piano in the corner of the facility's dining room. Bench aside to make room for the wheelchair, Jim was right at home and leaned forward in front of the 88 keys. A few chords. The next time more chords, and looking at the old hymnal. Reading notes and song titles. And later, a few more complex chords.

Probably donated, that little piano helps change people, or at a minimum brings joyful noise. I know it sure made me happy.