Where it All Began

When I was 11 months old, back in July 1973, my parents took my siblings and I and moved us to Bayside Dr. It would be my home for the next 18 years.

I moved out when I was 19, then my parents moved to Florida a year and two later and rented the house out. Those tenants stayed for the next 16 years.

I got the call from my mom the tenants were moving out and they were thinking about renting the house to me. Hello, one of my biggest dreams come true!

However, upon inspection, the house was in shambles. And so begins the journey back to greatness...

Home Sweet Home

Here's a blog about the rehab of my childhood home. A place I never thought I'd make it back to. It was in pretty sad shape when the last tenants moved out, but we're piecing her back together, bit by bit.

I will be posting before, during, and after photos for your enjoyment. (OK, it's for MY enjoyment, really, but I like to make you feel good) They should be coming this evening.