I had expected to live out my life in Altadena driving across Altadena Drive to get to anywhere in the leafy progression of differing forests, past magnificent and ordinary well-loved and cared for homes full of cranky, odd, eccentric marvelous Altadenans.
Jim and I drove by your house today Steve and I am so sad for you.
I'm searching for a thumb drive or anything in the ruins of mine. They tell me the EPA will soon lock down the area and take control. all salvaging must be done before they do. this is impossible. I have to be present during any and all salvage operations. I'll sign a waiver or whatever is required but I do not want them in my stuff. no matter the hazard. good lord. when you need them, they can't come. when you don't need or want them you get them.
Heart breaking for you and your family, your neighbors and your neighborhood. Aghast at what passes for government. Hope there is a way to rally those remaining to vote specific propositions rejecting these infernal regulations and also to remove those petty tyrants. Take care.
I'm heartbroken over your loss. Thinking about your situation is something I have often thought about and how my wife and I would cope under the same circumstances. Nobody is immune from such a terrible fate be it tornado, flood, earthquake, criminals or fire, everyone could be next. And each day I give thanks that but for the grace of God, there go I. However, in circumspect, the upside of your story is that there was no loss of life.
I applaud your ethical approach in the way you integrate old furniture, tools and materials into your daily life. Those who came before us built some of the finest works. I have always maintained that keeping an old well-built car in optimal condition not only keeps it away from the landfill, but this action negates all the material acquisition and the massive work force employed to manufacture a newer, less substantial replacement with a disposable transportation appliance.
I dedicate my life to this by reusing old wood framed windows into greenhouses, solaria and healing rooms. I make functional art from discarded materials in an effort to break the monstrous cycle of mindless consumption and destruction. There is a better way. I live by example and demonstrate that a free-market, non-coercive way can help our little blue marble from becoming trash. That is why I started my Substack a couple years ago as a way to showcase the possibilities of making the world more beautiful while also keeping the old ways alive. I believe that instead of trashing something because it would take a moment to recondition it, we can turn it into a lifetime of usefulness and reliability. You can see it all here https://substack.com/@davewise or my lame website at www.neotericwoodart.com.
I really feel for your loss. Is there someone I can pray for or something I can do? I'm more broke than a new years resolution, but I love what you wrote and think we would make great neighbors.
I would have loved to meet your house and see your Stickley furniture and collections. (I would still love to meet you and your wife.) I lived in a small 1921 Craftsman in Eagle Rock for a decade. It’s previous owners had not respected it. I tried to restore what I could, for example I insisted that my ex-husband strip the paint off the built-in in the living room. I’m afraid the new owners aren’t good caretakers either. They ripped out all the plants in the yard and painted the front door yellow. It is a big problem that people in L.A. and its leadership do not care about its history. They want new.
I have never seen your house, and now I never will. But you did a great job of describing it, Steve. This is such a horrible tragedy - and for all the wrong reasons! My heart goes out to you and your wife as I think about the loss and sadness you are experiencing. When I was reading the conclusion of your post I thought, "You can't fix stupid." Unfortunately, some people don't learn from their mistakes. Blessings to you and your wife and you look forward as there is a new chapter in your life.
Jim and I drove by your house today Steve and I am so sad for you.
I'm searching for a thumb drive or anything in the ruins of mine. They tell me the EPA will soon lock down the area and take control. all salvaging must be done before they do. this is impossible. I have to be present during any and all salvage operations. I'll sign a waiver or whatever is required but I do not want them in my stuff. no matter the hazard. good lord. when you need them, they can't come. when you don't need or want them you get them.
Heart breaking for you and your family, your neighbors and your neighborhood. Aghast at what passes for government. Hope there is a way to rally those remaining to vote specific propositions rejecting these infernal regulations and also to remove those petty tyrants. Take care.
I'm heartbroken over your loss. Thinking about your situation is something I have often thought about and how my wife and I would cope under the same circumstances. Nobody is immune from such a terrible fate be it tornado, flood, earthquake, criminals or fire, everyone could be next. And each day I give thanks that but for the grace of God, there go I. However, in circumspect, the upside of your story is that there was no loss of life.
I applaud your ethical approach in the way you integrate old furniture, tools and materials into your daily life. Those who came before us built some of the finest works. I have always maintained that keeping an old well-built car in optimal condition not only keeps it away from the landfill, but this action negates all the material acquisition and the massive work force employed to manufacture a newer, less substantial replacement with a disposable transportation appliance.
I dedicate my life to this by reusing old wood framed windows into greenhouses, solaria and healing rooms. I make functional art from discarded materials in an effort to break the monstrous cycle of mindless consumption and destruction. There is a better way. I live by example and demonstrate that a free-market, non-coercive way can help our little blue marble from becoming trash. That is why I started my Substack a couple years ago as a way to showcase the possibilities of making the world more beautiful while also keeping the old ways alive. I believe that instead of trashing something because it would take a moment to recondition it, we can turn it into a lifetime of usefulness and reliability. You can see it all here https://substack.com/@davewise or my lame website at www.neotericwoodart.com.
I really feel for your loss. Is there someone I can pray for or something I can do? I'm more broke than a new years resolution, but I love what you wrote and think we would make great neighbors.
I would have loved to meet your house and see your Stickley furniture and collections. (I would still love to meet you and your wife.) I lived in a small 1921 Craftsman in Eagle Rock for a decade. It’s previous owners had not respected it. I tried to restore what I could, for example I insisted that my ex-husband strip the paint off the built-in in the living room. I’m afraid the new owners aren’t good caretakers either. They ripped out all the plants in the yard and painted the front door yellow. It is a big problem that people in L.A. and its leadership do not care about its history. They want new.
We are easy to meet
I would be honored. I’ve enjoyed your writing very much. Let me see if I can figure out how to use Substack’s private messaging feature…
I have never seen your house, and now I never will. But you did a great job of describing it, Steve. This is such a horrible tragedy - and for all the wrong reasons! My heart goes out to you and your wife as I think about the loss and sadness you are experiencing. When I was reading the conclusion of your post I thought, "You can't fix stupid." Unfortunately, some people don't learn from their mistakes. Blessings to you and your wife and you look forward as there is a new chapter in your life.