I sure wasn’t expecting light snow this morning, but at least it did stop before my open house began along with the sun finally coming out just as 1:00 pm rolled around. It was almost like magic it happened in such a way since I did so want the sun to be shining thru those beautiful tall windows at 115 S. Connecticut.
There were far more people in attendance than I’d expected, and thank goodness for that because I would’ve been very disappointed if it turned out to be a long two hours. Every person that came thru was exceptionally impressed by the home which I figured they would be, and especially when looking at the views from the kitchen/dining area windows.
After todays showing, I’ll be very surprised if it doesn’t sell once the market starts picking up again after the first of the year. When comparing all the features it has to other comparably priced homes that have recently sold, it is by far a better buy than what’s recently sold as well as anything similar to it that’s still for sale.
As chance would have it, one of the previous owner’s sons happened to be in town for the Holidays and decided to take a walk down memory lane. I think it came as a bit of a shock to him when I told him I sold the home to his parents back in the late 1980’s. I didn’t remember him back then, but of course he was only about three or four years old. He had many fond memories to share about the home with his new bride which gave me added assurances that it’ll be making even all more for its future owners. What a delightful young couple!
You may think me overly excited about 115 S. Connecticut, but there’s every reason to be when knowing fully-well homes like it don’t come on the market very often, and especially in that particular neighborhood where it’s only a stones throw away from the museum, library, and our Historic Downtown. Many of the families living in those blocks have been there for decades which should give buyers all the more assurances that it’s a great district to plant deep roots.
Not long before closing time, several young ladies arrived whom I’ve known for many years. They were also impressed with the extra features it has to offer which gave me even more reason to encourage them to tell everyone they know about it so to get the word out in their circles of family and friends. As they’ve said for years, “Word of mouth is the best form of advertisement.”
Earlier today I had an opportunity to visit with a gentleman whom I’ve known for over twenty years. We certainly had some good laughs about happenings in our past as well as recently. It absolutely amazes me how quickly we can pick up where we left off, even after many months of no communication. As it’s been written, “Real relationships are able to withstand distance and time.”
My first order of the day tomorrow is to go over to St. Paul Lutheran Church and accompany them on the piano and/or organ. Now that I’m growing all the more accustomed to their order of Service as well as their keyboards, it’s all the more comfortable for me when playing for them. They really are a fine group of people who are worthy of the best of intentions. It’s supposed to be a cold one in the morning, so I’ll have to make sure my fingers are warmed up enough before their Services start.
While I was driving down 19th St. SW late this afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice small flocks of crows circling tall evergreen trees and then landing in them for likely the night. I can certainly say those black devils sure know how to adapt to their environments because I’ve never before seen or heard of them roosting in evergreen trees. I think they’re now staying out of the Downtown, and likely because of all the more pressure that’s being placed on them to stay away. I’ve seen too many winters come and go where they’ve whitewashed the sidewalks around Central Park with their nasty droppings.
It looks like we’ve got but two more days left of 2018 and I’m sure everyone has reasons to regret it’s passing as well as being exceptionally happy it’s coming to an end, and the latter likely saying, “I’m glad it’s soon to be nevermore.”
While showing Prairie Place on 1st this morning, I had a heartfelt conversation with several of the residents who were speaking about recent tragedies in their lives. One of them came up and hugged me while saying, “I wouldn’t have got thru it if it wasn’t for all the support from my new friends that are living here.” If that wasn’t a genuine testimonial for Prairie Place, I don’t know what one would be.
As a footnote. When I walked into the common area of Prairie Place before my showing, two of the ladies were working on a jigsaw puzzle, and since I was early, I thought I’d join in and help them. As chance would have it, there was one piece missing from a section that was already put together, so I thought I’d look for that missing piece. After about ten minutes, one of the dear ones teasingly said before walking out to get her mail, “You’ve been circling this table too long and still can’t find one piece?” Oh so funny! About a minute after she left, I found the missing piece and placed it where it belonged. I laughed to her friend while saying, “I may have circled this table too many times, but please tell your friend I did finally find her missing piece.” You would’ve had to have been there to similarly enjoy that moment with me.
Tonight’s one-liner is: The worst solitude is to have no real friends.
