Yet another thing in common! Our cottage stayed in Rev. C.S. Coit's family until 1961. I find it comforting that I can blame non-Coits for the hated 70s renovation that I'm currently undoing. (Bastards.)
Across the circle there's a cottage that has never passed out of the original owner's family. The owner died this past winter and it may (cross your fingers!) become a historic house museum. She was so commited to preserving her cottage that I can't picture any other fate for it. She actually refused to get cable purely on the grounds that "my cottage has enough holes in it already." It even has original stencils on the beadboard in the living room.
I see that you've compiled a long enough list for a lengthy camp meeting haj. Should you make it as far as here let me know and I'll be sure to give you the insider's tour of town. We're all very nosy and know far too much about each other's houses. You could even arrive by train, just like the Victorian pilgrims!
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Across the circle there's a cottage that has never passed out of the original owner's family. The owner died this past winter and it may (cross your fingers!) become a historic house museum. She was so commited to preserving her cottage that I can't picture any other fate for it. She actually refused to get cable purely on the grounds that "my cottage has enough holes in it already." It even has original stencils on the beadboard in the living room.
I see that you've compiled a long enough list for a lengthy camp meeting haj. Should you make it as far as here let me know and I'll be sure to give you the insider's tour of town. We're all very nosy and know far too much about each other's houses. You could even arrive by train, just like the Victorian pilgrims!