Hunker Bunker

For the last 21 years, this has been my official residence. When we bought the place, in a derelict condition, our neighbors asked when we’d be tearing it down. A cheap disaster was the only way we could afford to get into the neighborhood and the school district.

I’ve always joked that we bought a one-acre lot and got a mid-century modern house for free. The disclaimer of that statement is that we had to spend a six-figure sum over three years to transform it from barely habitable to noteworthy.

We’re about 15 years past our last big home improvement project and three years gone from having a kid in the district’s desirable public schools.

For the last couple of years, I would daydream about moving on to a much smaller residence somewhere else. Call it downsizing or minimizing. I guess it comes as no surprise that my opinion of having a comfortable and spacious house took a dramatic turn in March.

Being hunkered down here has been a bright spot in an uncertain moment.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.

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