It's a nice electonic clock, made by Bulova, purchase date sometime in 1975. The last battery put into it was a Duracell and it died the death of super-discharged alkaline batteries, so first step was to clean the battery terminals with vinegar to get rid of the alkalai salts.
New battery, hung on wall in computer room...no ticky. It would ticky for a bit, then start acting like the pendelum was hitting something and stall.
Disassembled clock. Verified function of mechanism. Found that pendelum hanger had gotten jammed in wrong position, corrected that; put it back together, now ticky quite nicely. Started running at 1 PM, has not missed a beat since then, and has kept time just fine.
The chime mechanism isn't working now. No idea why not, but that's something I'll dig into another time.
I also hung the mirror we got from Dad's house at the end of the hallway. Took down the framed congratulatory certificate my Dad had gotten in 1976 for working at Montgomery Wards' paint factory for 25 years and hung the mirror in its place.
Look: Dad has been dead for ten years. I love my dad, I miss him, but keeping that picture hanging in the hallway isn't going to bring him back, and it's commemorating an achievement which happened four decades ago at a company which is no longer in business. Dad doesn't live here any more; I still do--why not redecorate to suit myself? At least change the artwork?
...and I'm amazed at how much that mirror livens up that hallway. It makes it a much more attractive space. It just feels better.
In the front hall, I took down the My Neighbor Totoro wall scroll and hung another picture from Dad's house in its place.
Looked over the bulletin board in the computer room, and realized that I had absolutely no connection to any of the things Mom had tacked up on it, so they all came down and went into the trash can. Heck, it's been six years and some months since Mom died. She doesn't need any of that nonsense, and it's not doing me any good, either. Again, why keep any of it?
A lot of this stuff is just habit. Changing it feels good. Makes me want to hang more pictures and stuff...but I'd better wait for my wife's input.