1928 Generator House

[oldhouseman]

You are

correct Rob, the chimneys are completely wrong. They would look much different had they been built in the correct style and used the right materials.

Rich, there are not any slave quarters on the place. I'm fairly certain had the owner not been killed he would have eventually found some and moved them. I understand he had plans for adding more houses and commercial buildings.

In the upstairs of the store building there is a Doctor's office set up that would date to the time of the building (1890's) that is complete down to the last detail. The real estate agent told me he had some odd habits and "played doctor" with guys he would pick up in Atlanta. I think that was what was going on when he was killed. There's quiet a story behind the place with the owner and some interesting characters involved -another "midnight in the garden of good and evil" type story. And a "jilted" girlfriend supposedly who claims they were going to get married but she had some issues with his picking up men. Quiet a story!

 

[rayjay]

Greg. All I can say is "What a House") lol You take such beautiful pictures! The tour of the rooms was fantastic. I have always liked old homes, but now I am really loving them. lol

 

[oldhouseman]

Oh no Ray

That was my partner taking the pictures. That's me in the pictures with the pups. He's a good photographer, I stick to paintings!

 

[rayjay]

Greg. I kind of thought that, (since you were in the picture) lol. Great camera. Wasn't sure who took the other pics.

 

[filter-flo_rob]

had some odd habits and "played doctor"

heh heh heh this story is getting interesting. Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil??????? Greg, is the whole story in print anywhere!

Rob.

 

[oldhouseman]

Yes, like the Garden story but

Reversed, the hustler killed the older guy.

I don't think anybody every printed the whole story. I got bits and pieces from neighbors. And the so called "jilted girl friend" is a story by herself.

Reads like this (quick version): Rich older gay man from very rich family collects old houses and commercial buildings. For a hobby he went to med school in his youth but never really worked in the field. Loved antique furniture and old houses and when pop finally gave up the ghost he was sitting in a very fine position.

Already owned a few hundred acres. Bought old houses and buildings that were in danger of being torn down and moved to his land. Began rebuilding them.

Now comes in the girlfriend. A woman who has some really odd and very strange issues. The INTERNAL REVENUE has paid her a salary to NOT come to work the past 17 years. She put the IRS through that much hell. And they gave her full benefits when she "retires".

She was hired as a gardening consultant. Next thing you know she was living in the guest house (and people in my town were glad to rid of her) and she claimed to be the future wife of the gay man restoring houses and buildings ho had a live in hustler type that he was, unfortunately, "in love" with.

Rich man falls in love with hustler while garden lady is working on the grounds and doing her best to promote Home Depot to rich man for modern installations of kitchens, baths and laundry and get rid of vintage appliances and antique furniture.

Hustler has B****h fight with with garden lady and leaves to go back home unaware he is the sole heir of rich mans last will and testament.

Rich man is heartbroken and kicks ugly mean garden lady off the property.

Rich man goes to Atlanta to console himself and find ....well you know.

And he is killed in a swanky expensive hotel. His throat cut in a bathtub. High degree of liquor and drugs in his body. That little white powder on the table beside the bed.

And garden lady goes into main house to remove the maryjane she gave him that she grew in her hothouse back in Hancock county.

And by the way, she grows foxgloves also. Three wealthy gay men have died that she was doing garden work for that had massive heart attacks. She also supplied them with her home grown grass. And she was in their Will. All died of massive, sudden, heart attacks. And she went in to remove sad substance so the family would not be "shocked" at finding said substance. Then she called said family to report what she had done so they would not be surprised if her fingerprints were found. She just wanted the family to know she was safeguarding them.

There are so many colorful people in the county I have lost count. It's like a circus. I am a very dull and quiet person compared to my neighbors.

I am considered the "Quite Gentleman" by my neighbors in town. They love it that I am restoring the towns oldest house and give me a wide berth on the gay issue.

But I have to admit, there are some really "unusual" people here.

I think I need to write down some of the stories I hear around here. Hollywood could not dream up some of the things I have seen and heard here.

And the "sets" are in place if anyone wants to film any of it.

Rob, there you have it.

The Story.

I hope I answered your question.

 

[filter-flo_rob]

GOOD HEAVENS ...

In a word, OMIGAWD!

Are you sure you don't live in Petersham, Mass. In a town of ca. 1,225 people, everyone knows everyone else's business. We are very much out and open, but one thing we learned was "we're here, we're queer, get used to it" DOES NOT WORK. Most of these small town people have a stereotypical image of a queer man; typical: we put on women's clothing and hang around in bars (I'm a lumberjack and I'm ok ... heh heh heh). We were invited to many parties and some of the conservative folk were some-what standoffish until they realized that ... hey, guess what: we pay taxes, we take care of a house, we do yard work, I have a chain saw, I've got an LTC, I love to shoot, we're concerned about the town, etc. (and I wasn't a cop or a firefighter then!) Guess what? -- within a few month, those men were greeting us with open arms complete with hugs!

From On Golden Pond:
"I look like an old character.
"You are an old character.

That just about sums-up the folks in town. However, I bow to the folks in your town, Greg, regarding being colourful ... heh heh heh.

OTHER GAY FOLKS IN TOWN: do any others have this issue whereby you can't stand the other gay men in town? We have a few and just don't see eye-to-eye with them. We're real people. My spouse is a minister. I am a masculine queer man. They think there is something wrong with us as we don't strive to be the typical city gay man. YUCK. I use Old Spice or Aqua Velva instead of those hideously expensive colognes that smell like bug repellent; I'm equally comfortable in a tuxedo as I am with my cop boots, flannel shirt, jeans and cowboy hat (to the person on this list who bought me that hat, I tip it to you ... ).

In closing, we feel like they look down on us ... well, I've got two words for them and they ain't happy birthday.

Rob.

 

[filter-flo_rob]

P.s.

Yes, I am opinionated. I do not want to start a flame war. Our lifestyle works for us; your mileage may vary. Most importantly, one size does not fit all.

When we lived in the very gay part of Boston (South End), we were more of the "we're here, we're queer, get used to it" sort.

Rob.

 

[oldhouseman]

I just sit back

and watch. I don't really get involved with much of anything to do with local politics. I never express a political opinion in town or to my neighbors. I did make a point to go to all the local shooting competitions but they banned me this year because I won most of what I entered. The judge said it wasn't fair because I had military training and the other guys didn't. So I go watch anyway.

Rob, there is a strange situation in town with the local gay population. The ones from the area don't talk to each other. And won't have anything to do with each other. They all go to Atlanta or Savannah to do their whor***. And pretend they are straight in town but everybody knows who is who.

There is a lady who is a 78 year old version of Jane Mansfield. She still wears the 1956 hairstyle and when she has any new clothes made they are still in that 50's style. She even still has the bleached hair. Walks around all day with a cocktail. Her son used to work in the tax office but he took some classes and went into massage therapy. Now he works in a local hotel resort spa. When he was taking courses the instructor asked the class if anybody wanted to specialize in a specific area (cancer patients, geriatrics, etc) and the guy was first to answer. Apparently he misunderstood the question because he answered "Men 18 to 55, yea definately MEN". He has a collection of porno that his mother discovered now he complains "Mama's always watching my movies whenever I come home from work (she calls them "man movies"). -She told me she "loves that Jeff Stryker....oh my God What I could do with him.." A 78 year old woman watches gay porn that she snatched from her son. Talk about local color.

I think I'm going to start writing down these stories and making notes about the coloful people I meet in the County. A hollywood writer would do well to meet some these folks.

I make a point to follow the golden rule with my neighbors and get along well with both gay and straight populations. Small towns can be interesting places.

 

[sudsmaster]

Midnight in the Garden of Good and Very Good

LOL, she sounds a bit like Mae West, Jayne Mansfield, and the Village People, all rolled into one.

 

[filter-flo_rob]

Too much ...

... of a good thing can be wonderful!

Rob.

 

[danemodsandy]

Porches and Stairs:

Greg:

I agree that those aren't the most wonderful porches, but at least the stairs on them are closed-string, not open-string.

Open-string stairs are dangerous; I'd outlaw them if it was up to me. "Falling up" an open-string stair is way too easy.

For those who don't know the terms, "open-string" refers to stairs with treads, but no riser boards (the vertical boards between one tread and the next). "Closed-string" means that there are riser boards between treads. The presence of a riser means that your toe won't go back into the open space of an open-string stair and trip you up when you try to make your next step.

 

[rickr]

More great photos of old houses! Thank you Greg, I love looking and learning about these antique houses.

 

[rp2813]

Rob, when we recently sold our house, we hired a gay realtor. Not far into the process he told my partner and I that we were "the straightest gay guys I've ever met." Well, he's pretty swishy and likely doesn't have the most butch of friends so it may just be an exposure issue for him.

After it was all over and we had staged the house ourselves using mainly our own furniture with a few borrowed items and had an offer real quick, he advised that we got our "gay cards" back.

Like, don't underestimate us. When duty calls, the gay genes kick in just fine.

 

[filter-flo_rob]

When duty calls, the gay genes kick in just fine.

Ralph,

heh heh heh ... I hear ya. Believe me, when duty calls I can ssssssssssssswish and be a regular girlina ... I do draw the line at drag; never interested.

Rob.

 

[rp2813]

Making a Cross with My Index Fingers . . .

For sure Rob, I'm right there with you. NO Drag! I celebrate MEN being MEN. Dressing up like a female has zero appeal. I can appreciate frumpy/dumpy and intentionally awful drag as a costume, but you'll NEVER catch me doing it.

Our house is a strict "No Boas Allowed" zone.

 

[autowasherfreak]

THE OTHER SIDE OF ME...

This is my alter ego. It has been almost 5 years since I last performed, but my performing days were some the best times in my life. I'm not afaid to get my hands dirty, and I don't worry about breaking my nails either.