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The House That Could Have Been

dream houseWhen we were planning on returning to Wisconsin, we found out that a doctor was selling his practice and his home. I called him that night and after ½ hour of discussion, I made him an offer at his full asking price. I knew this house very well because when I was growing up, my best girlfriend’s family designed and built it. It was built with the Frank Lloyd Wright vibe. There were large windows, vaulted ceilings, and unique features like a second-floor living room, a large backyard with gardens, and an inground swimming pool. Continue reading

Family Commune

When asked what my dream house would be, there is 1 thing that comes to mind…  It would be to have a family commune.  I envision it similar to how we used to go camping.  Each family unit has their own private area, but there is also a common area where we would gather for meals and general activity. Continue reading

My House is Me

“My house is me and I am
it. My house is where I like
to be and it looks like all my
dreams.”  –Mr. Plumbean

my house is meI taught First Grade…forever. One of the favorite ways to kick off the school year was with a week of color experiences. On “orange day” I would always read “The Big Orange Splot” by Daniel Pinkwater. In it, Mr. Plumbean has a house and yard that don’t blend in on his “neat street”. Day by day, neighbors come to his house and leave to create their own dream house. Following the reading, we would talk about all the things we would include in the house of OUR dreams. 6-year-olds included lots of slides, pools, TVs, and game rooms. 

This activity always made me a bit nervous. Continue reading