The Thing About Mansions

In honor of my sister’s birthday (one day late) as well as the joy I get from my sibling Whats App group, here is a reblog of one of my earliest posts. Let it be known that the little vignette at the end has become one of the classics of the family cannon . . . Enjoy, Sibs!

Trek*

Years ago my sister and her husband bought an old historic house on the lakefront at a time when their upkeep was so prohibitively expensive that the selling price was low. I think it was originally planned as more of an investment than a long-term move, but then some love for the brick and mortar ensued, and years later, they are still there.

Thank goodness.

The place is huge -– six bathrooms, seven fireplaces, two complete side-by-side kitchens (one for the servants), a ballroom on the third floor, front and back staircases, a winter garden room with two glass walls and a little fountain-– also known as “”the place houseplants go to die””. The house has a huge labyrinth basement, once creepily reminiscent of the Silence of the Lambs, until my sister had it painted bright blue. Most people get a little disoriented the first time they visit. The weird…

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2 thoughts on “The Thing About Mansions

  1. Your sister’s mansion sounds like a lovely place to hang out! But your nephew is right, that Coke could be anywhere. When we moved house last fall, we doubled our square footage (which isn’t saying much, the old house was 988 sq ft). And now my husband has the same issue with shoes. Sometimes all five pairs can be lost at the same time! Hope the pandemic passes soon so you can fly to the USA and hang out at Sis’s Mansion. 🙂

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  2. Say hello to her on one of your whats app chats. Would love to see more of her miniature scenes here on wordpress. Or any writing at all….

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