Over the last 70+ years the building has remained a store and residence. Unfortunately, she had really begun to show her age. She was sagging and wrinkled, and in dire need of some serious attention. As with most restoration projects, there were hidden issues, starting with the foundation. Darryl figured out how to jack the building up bit-by-bit, replace the stem wall and mud sill, shore up the existing block, and replace the rotted joists. Many people have asked us, “How did you know what to do and how to do it?” The funny thing is, as we dug into the structure, the building just kind of told us what needed to be done. Like an injured animal approaching someone for help, no words are spoken, and instincts take over. She began to come back to life. Can a building smile? Can a building throw back its shoulders and stand taller? We like to think so. We have come to love this building as we have poured our hearts and souls into the restoration process.
We have spent the last 18 months living in an old RV in the parking lot, just 15 feet from the road. This unique living situation has allowed us to connect with our neighbors, re-connect with the community, and work long hours without commuting. But one unexpected, invaluable benefit, has been learning the ebb and flow of this little corner of the world. We watch the farm trucks and tractors, we wave at the school buses, we see the hunting caravans, campers leaving for trips, planes landing at the airport, and boats heading to the river. We see the fire trucks and ambulances, and hear the sirens, praying for the neighbors we may or may not know. We have fallen in love with Whiskey Hill all over again.