We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Bird Dog's pictures of downtown New York have gotten me in the mood to post some photos of houses from 'round these parts - the Belmont-Hillsboro neighborhood of Nashville, to be precise. This 1920s craftsman bungalow is about a good example as any of the style, and looks to have survived without any major changes or alterations (except for the poor decision to paint the stone foundation, and a tasteless iron railing, no doubt added in the 60s). A 1920s home catalog, advertising a similar type of house, had this to say about the plan:
"Nothing so stimulates and elevates a man as for his life companion to believe in him, and in no other way can a man show his appreciation of such confidence and trust as in the earnest endeavor to build her a home of her own. Any woman who has tact, forethought, and patience with her husband need not despair of owning eventually just such a home. . ."
That is possible - I did not walk up the path and give it a knock - but it is rare to see any imitation stone around here in Nashville from before World War II, probably because there's an abundance of rock around here, and tons of quarries everywhere. I could be wrong, but I think it's the real deal.