Saw something
strange today.
Not like I
don't observe strange activities or occurrences or even interactions, but this
one truly surprised me.
After the
hurricane, the neighborhood was filled with more than the usual white trucks
fixing roofs, making repairs on gutters, removing wood, patching streets, so it
was not usual to see heavy equipment on my daily routes.
City employees
spray yellow and blue marks on the pavement one day, then blocking off the
street the next to dig holes and stand around in their hard hats and stare and
discuss the hole they had just dug. It become a routine site in an old
neighborhood, but this was something different.
On the way
back from the grocery store I noticed a house in the middle of a block of
similar houses that had all of it's aluminum siding missing. It had all been
removed.
What surprised
me was that the house didn't seem to be damaged by the storm and looked like
every other house on the block. I had to assume it was getting new siding and
thought no more about it.
The next day
on my ride I passed the same house and noticed more white trucks in front of it
with men scurrying back and forth. The front door was open and I could see the
studs where there had been walls. A large dumpster on the lawn was being filled
with plaster and other materials.
This a new
owner (yes, the house had been for sale) gutting it to make over the antique
wiring and plumbing from post-WWII construction. I smiled to see someone was
making an investment in the neighborhood and moved on.
I could
understand the problems with quickly constructed houses made after the war to
accept the influx of GIs and new families. In the past year I have tried to
sure up my own home of an similar age so I felt good that someone had purchased
the home and decided to make it new again.
Today I rode
by the same location and much to my surprise, the house was gone.
A huge
mechanical machine had dug up the foundation to the dirt and only a dirt plot
surrounded by a plastic fence remained.
What happened
yesterday?
My first
thought was the neighbor had bought the house and had it removed so the lawn
could be enlarged for more grass cutting, but the construction sign out front
suggested a new building was to take it's place.
How would it
fit in the neighborhood? All these homes are very similar and though some are
unique in their presentation, the repetitiveness of the rows give familiarity
to the neighborhood.
The
neighborhood behind me, well, the neighbor before the neighbor before the....,
well you get the picture, bought a plot of yard from another neighbor, cut down
a huge and beautiful tree and built a three-story house. The style did not
match any of the surrounding buildings, but the yard was kept clean and the
family didn't cause a fuss, so the diversity fit in.
Other houses
have been dropped in between rows of established families trough the years, but
this was the first time I had seen a house demolished.
So this fall
and winter and next year, I will watch what will come of this now plot of land.
Like the
fallen trees from the hurricane, many lost their homes, but I could welcome
them into my little plot of ground for safety, warmth, water and food.
Other than that,
I can only observe.
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