One sunny afternoon last September, our sweet, yet opinionated pek-a-poo pup Miss Pepper was feeling cooped up and demanded asked politely to go for a walk around the block. Matthew and I gladly took her for a stroll and along the way we noticed a house on one of our favorite streets that looked a little…well…mysterious. To put things nicely, it was obvious that no one was living there, or had been for quite some time. So, while Miss Pep marked her future territory, Matthew and Lauren wondered aloud to each other, “what’s the deal with that place?”
After a quick Google-powered recon mission and search of the tax records, we came up with a few bits and pieces and a mailing address. So, we wrote a good old-fashioned letter to the owner. A few days later, Matthew got a call from the executor of the estate and so it began……..
We don’t want to bore you with all the crazy details. So, to make a long story short, we went back and forth for more than a year with many false hopes and set-backs, all the while begging the city of Greenville not to tear it down. But, 386 days later and *ta-da* here we are!
Eggs of Wisdom:
- Never underestimate the power of a personal letter.
- If you want something, and you’re willing to work hard enough for it…it just might happen!