Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Walkabout Wednesday here on Sesame Street!
One of these things is not like the others….
One of these things just doesn’t belong…
Do you even have any idea what I’m talking about?
One of the sad things about living in an older neighborhood is that frequently, neighbors pass away. They’ve been in BV for forty years, and they don’t want to leave. So they don’t. But that 50th year goes by, and they haven’t maintained the property in awhile, and all of a sudden the place is falling down around their ears. And their children put them some place where they (or their designee) can keep an eye on them (“That’s not a cookie, grandma! It’s an ant trap!”) and they put a run-down house on the market.
And buyers have no imagination.
Occasionally, a buyer with vision and a great line of credit comes along, and you get a finished product like one of the top three photos…all with a couple of blocks of each other. Paint, new landscaping, a new roof and other great choices breathe new life into older houses. But, sadly, this is too rare. Often, the house is sacrificed and a new home is built on the lot.
Now there’s NOTHING wrong with the house in the last picture. It’s a perfectly nice house (probably) owned by perfectly nice people. But there’s nothing SPECIAL about it. Do you know what was torn down to make way for this not-so-special suburban-style home?
Boo Radley’s house.
(If you have been following this blog for several years, you know what I’m talking about. I’m talking about a video I made in front of an old Dutch Colonial around the corner and down the block from me. The video shows me peeking through the overgrowth and talking about how scary it is. This is back when I used to make a dozen videos a summer and then post them on facebook. I tried to find it, but it’s gone to that great server in the sky. You’ll have to trust me.)
Yep, that sweet little house (in need of TLC, fershure) is no longer with us. And the house in its place? Well, it could be any house, anywhere…but definitely NOT Boo’s.
If I had a zillion dollars, I would buy these pitiful houses and fix them up. Like someone who rescues cats, only houses. It hurts my feelings when I see another old house scheduled for demolition. If someone wants to buy a new house, there are plenty of new developments skirting the city.
Leave my neighbors alone.