The generational home at 134 Harrison, the family home at 980 Truman, the one created for many years at 8124 Cairn Drive, the home wherein we sleep in security and awake to the sunrise of possibilities…the images contained therein are reflections of “home.”
In March of 2004, it was just a house. It did a great job, sheltered us all, and met my expectations. Cheerful, warm, inviting…it welcomed friends and family. We laughed there and enjoyed plenty of good times. There are pictures to prove it.
The house had it all – as in everything I designed. Rich had his own requirements: “upstairs,” a game room with pool table and big tv. Check, Check, Check. A place for friends. Check. David moved home from Knoxville to finish college, and there was room.
Plenty of room, so Mother could
live with us after Daddy died.Then, Mother’s COPD and congestive heart failure worsened.
Mother died, there in the den, on the chaise-lounge…with Hershey and me.
Marvin and I held our wedding and
reception in that house with many friends and family joining us. The house was a great host for that happy occasion.
Soon, David moved out, rented a
house with friends and finished college.
Richard graduated and went to college in Chattanooga, living now in
Charleston, SC. Marvin and I spiritually
moved our “home” to Arkansas, 2009, but we maintained 6406 W Forked River Cove
as our hub of operations until we retired, January, 2012.
It’s a great house: everything I
designed.
A house, though, craves a family at
its heart. A family’s heart pumps life throughout the rooms. The house reflects the family’s love and becomes “home.”
We sold the house on Thursday, to a mommy and daddy with 3 sons, a family with plenty of memories to make. Thursday was a day for hearts, a day for Home - Valentine’s Day, 2013.
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