Happy Birthday House, Home

This weekend my wife, children and I are celebrating our house’s 100th birthday.

Ours is no grand or palatial home, but a humble bungalow we have heard was built for the cherry orchard workers in what used to be the fruit-tree strewn hills of Northeast Portland.

There was the unfortunate 1970s era remodel, which added a bedroom at the back as well as a build-out of the attic space into two more rooms. Based on evidence and stories from neighbors, including a random visitor who used to live in the house as a child, the remodel was needed to accommodate the many children who once lived here.

My wife and I have lived her for fifteen years, and we are grateful for the home and for those who lived within these walls before we did. Thank you, house. Happy birthday.