My dad bought a cuckoo clock for his parents in 1970 while stationed in Japan. It hung at my grandparent’s home in Old West Lawrence until my grandma moved in ’87 (my Grandfather passed away in 1973 — I was eventually given his name).
When my grandma passed away a month ago, the first thing I asked for was the cuckoo clock, which remained in storage and in need of repair.
I took it in to Marks Jewelers to clean and repair the clock, in particular the cuckoo mechanism. I just got it back, hung it on the wall, and started the pendulum.