January 9, 2011Won’t You Be My Neighbor–Hoarding in a 1957 Ranch
For two weeks last summer, if anyone remembers this, I watched the family of a deceased gentleman clean out the accumulated detritus of the man’s 1957 ranch house. I watched this because the house is RIGHT down the street for me, and because they didn’t just divide up his belongings and move them out.
They THREW them out.
And they were right to do it. From the looks of the multiple dumpsters out front, the gentleman had never thrown away anything. He was, quite simply, a hoarder. And from the looks of it, one of the ones who kept garbage piled in his living room.
But, since collectors of Mid-Century are, how shall we say, opportunists, (Does everyone feel comfortable with that term?) I couldn’t help wondering what treasures were going to be released into the world.
Everything must have been too destroyed for an estate sale, but now the 1957 ranch is for sale. Yes, some of it is scary. And it isn’t pristine by any means, but I think we can all get a little thrill from the bits and pieces that are still salvageable.
The entryway and living room. While the built-in is marvelous, the carpet reminds us why the asking price for this house is only $85,000.
Those are some fuzzy cabinets.
Don’t look at the stains on the floor. Just the chandelier. Just the chandelier.
The dining and kitchen chairs, all piled in the dining room.
One of the bedrooms. Love the drapes! Scared of them, but still love them!
A quite glorious bathroom. The floor pattern and the wallpaper are especially swoonable.
The master bath, complete with built-in vanity.
Tom and I are split over this house. Would you take on this enormous restoration project if the price was right? Tom says, “No.” and I say, “Yes.” What do you think?