This house has so much history. So much so, that it's impossible to tell you all of it. Now that I have this electronic scrapbook, I am certainly going to try to recall as much of it as I can. I realize that unless you're me or someone in my family or connected to my family, it's not going to be THAT profound for you to read but hopefully you can still appreciate the little tidbits. And I can appreciate the fact that you're reading my little stories and that I have now "wrote them down" somewhere to pass them along.
No, I'm not dying or anything.
Meet Grandpa George. He built The House. This is Grandpa in his element. Sitting in that chair on that side of the table with the paper, a smoke and undoubtedly listening to Paul Harvey coming from the radio that always sat next to the stove. He loved to drink beer, make beautiful stained-glass and garden. Hence, the Greenhouse.
Meet Grandma Margie. Grandpa may have built this house, but she ran it :)
She drank coffee like it was going out of style, played a mean game of Whist, also loved to garden and could swear with the best of them. My idol.
(Please note the wallpaper aka hateful paper from hell in the background as well as
the delicious can of Tab on the table.)
I mentioned in one of my first posts that they were close family friends that I grew up knowing as my grandparents. How that came about was that they were my Dad's next-door neighbors when he was growing up and were like a second set of parents to him and grandparents to me. I can not tell you how absolutely blessed I was to have them in my life. Part of the reason I started this blog was as a tribute to them.
This is me with them on my wedding day in 2001
My fun little fact to tell you - it's actually not so little - is that this ENTIRE house was built by Grandpa and his men without using any power tools. To me, that is almost incomprehensible!!! (Is that even a word? Who cares - you know what I mean.) I can't even take a screw out of a toy to put new batteries in it without using an electric screwdriver much less build an entire house?!?!
In the famous words of Grandma Margie, "Well hooo-leee shit."
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