The hospital I work for has some adjoining properties, one of which includes this decaying treasure. It was love at first sight for me, as it looks straight out of a fairy tale. Unfortunately the hospital has no use for such an old house as such, and its sole use now is junk storage for the annual fundraising yardsale. They used to archive documents, but roof leaks and US gov't HIPAA (patient privacy) regs changed that. I have been inside once, and it is surprisingly spacious and sturdy inside; if one could update the kitchen and bath it would be...
My memories of life in this city are often centered around major events in my life, both good and bad. I think it is this way for most of us.
For this reason, a lot of what I recall comes from...