Well, this has been like a long drawn-out death, but we're almost at the finish line. Over the last couple of weeks some preliminary water work was done in front of #77. This involved a lot of commotion and non-stop noise. Even with doors and windows closed, the relentless pounding was enough to drive you crazy.
It was a relief to have that work finished. This past week was quiet, until the dreaded excavator was dropped off yesterday. A few of us old-timers went out when it arrived. We all agreed that of the five houses that we've lost on our block so far, this house is the prettiest. It will be destroyed on Monday.
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| #77, Facing the gallows |
I must admit that I was impressed to learn that the new owners have saved a few items from the house. They gave away a claw foot tub, the furnace, and some lovely French doors. I'm glad to know that not everything will end up in landfill. They will be re-using some of the leaded windows themselves and offered the remainder to neighbours. We'll hang ours, as a remembrance of a time when houses were built with high quality materials, integrity, style and craftsmanship.
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