Happy Father’s Day to my Dad!
Back in May, I featured a Mother’s Day tribute to Mom here, so it’s only fitting that this month should bring the same for Dad. Dad was always fixing stuff. When I was little, it was out of necessity as you didn’t just trot out and buy new at Wal-Mart whenever an item broke. Heck, he’d get other folks’ old, broken stuff, fix it up like new, and that’s what we’d use. The world would do well to do a little more fixing these days, too. Continue reading The surprise that shouldn’t have been a surprise…
Here’s our front doorway shortly after remodeling commenced. There’s no actual door on it at this point; it’s been removed so we could rake the debris out more easily. We started upstairs and worked our way down, so climbing the steps meant navigating this avalanche of plaster, lath and nails.
Last time I showed you pictures of our house before we bought it, and told the story about how that event came to pass (the purchasing of an abandoned house that was not for sale).
These days, Remodeling, Recycling, Reusing, Repurposing is all the rage. The internet is fairly bursting with websites and blogs full of ideas to facilitate this useful phenomenon. However, back in the late 1980’s, keeping old crummy stuff around was not so cool. It was something us poor people did until we could afford new stuff. Or, instead of buying new, we took old, crummy things, and FIXED THEM so they were nice and new again. At least that was the idea. And it was a very messy process that we are still surviving to this very day. Continue reading More looking back… Scary pictures, recycling and repurposing
