The Perry Violin had been in limbo for over a half century. My mother had found it in a paper bag above the kitchen in the Mineral Home in 1968 and had it somewhere? One of my grandad’s fox hunting friends had given the violin to him way back when? I sold it to Tim Donley in 1998 who was a violin repair apprentice. Donley was a champonship fiddlier and has taught at Augusta Heratige Center so I felt I had put the instrument in the right hands and not a collector too never be played again. Tim had a web site for a violin shop in North Carolina that is now gone (the Perry has turned into the RED VIOLIN)? This picture is from that site holding the still unfinished Perry. In my photo you can see Frank had probably whittled one of the tuning pegs and got no futher?
I was able to buy a Gibson with the money from the Perry sale, so it was a fair trade all around.