Wades Beach: Out of the Ashes

Chrissie is at the house today with the cleaning crew. Apparently they are saying all the books in the house are not going to be saved. This is a real bummer. About 200 of them were Chrissie's dad's books. And while I don't think I would ever get around to reading a bio of Nixon,Reagan, or Margaret Thatcher, I did like that we had his collection of biographies. And a lot on the Civil War, the Classics, and quite a bit of humor (her dad was a fan of Robert Benchley, I learned). They are also telling her the pictures on the walls must be tossed out, because of the stink of smoke. I am fighting that one. I want to get them cleaned and saved.

And the pod is still on the front of the house. Not sure if it will stay there or be moved. I am looking forward to going there tomorrow and meeting with the architect and contractors.

Labels: Aftermath