As a small boy in Seattle, Richard C. Simonton listened in awe to the music that came out of the big Welte pipe organ that one of the town's rich men had imported from Germany. The organ was equipped to play music from perforated paper rolls, and Dick Simonton vowed that when he was grown up he would own one too. That time eventually came, but Simonton, by then 30 and a Los Angeles dispenser of Muzak, had to wait until the end of World War II to write to Germany for Welte's wondrous...
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