At Zion Methodist Church, Lenny Zenhopper had crouched all morning in a tight wooden chamber filled with dust and clutter. It would take a week for most repairmen to patch up the inner workings of Zion’s organ; it would take Lenny only a day and a half. Others would have to dismantle countless pipes to make a clear path to the mechanical devices, but Lenny’s small build allowed him to swing with ease from the chamber’s ceiling joists and dance lightly around the electric connectors, wind blowers, and pneumatic pistons. He shined his flashlight here and there as his double-jointed body snaked around the pipe work. With special tools, he crimped metal hoses, twisted flanges, and burnished the vibrating reeds of oboe, trumpet, and piccolo pipes.