DEF84204-771C-4521-9123-00CAB4A33F23.jpgYesterday I was appointed to a Historical .society’s committee to purchase and restore a house I lived in as a child. This house is in Iowa and I’ve showed a picture of it here before. But I will post another one.
I think this effort will turn out to be a shit show
My cousin talked to me about being on the committee and said someone else, a friend of my mother, wanted both me and my brother to be on the committee. My cousin who is on the board of the town’s historical society summarized truthfully where the group is politically, financially, and organizationally.
I repeat, sounds like it will be a shit show.
But I have no emotional investment in this house being purchased by this Historical group. My emotional goal is that the house be cared for by someone who can afford it, and do the necessary repairs that 40 years of neglect have brought upon it.
D H and I can bring to the table a certain amount of knowledgeable eyeballing as to the condition of the house. No one else in that town has any knowledge of Victoriana because there’s no Victorian architecture there. There’s no interesting architecture at all. It is an architectural wasteland.
But then, even if the historical society can somehow cough up the money to purchase this house, they will restore it to —what? Because I don’t know what it supposed to look like inside. See, that’s where my area of expertise leaves. me. I know what 1875 houses in East Coast cities look like. I do not know what 1875 houses on the prairie are supposed to look like, and this one has had several additions and deletions to confuse. It is not an architectural whole. It is way different from the houses in St. Louis.
shitshow.
My dream for this house this is that a couple in their 50s who have money and who love old houses would buy it and make it whole. I truly think any historical society ownership project will simply limp along, But I will keep my lip zipped about that although I have shared my skepticism with my cousin.