|Bringing Back Holleywood||
Rob is not only a superb contractor, he's a master carpenter. He set up shop on a back porch to make cabinetry for kitchen and breakfast room out of vintage Douglas fir salvaged from an airplane factory.
Powder rooms on the first floor were gutted and flooring removed and replaced with new boards of old wood.
Part of the fun of this project is sharing it with old friends. Bonnie and Dennis drove down from Vermont for lunch at the Boathouse and a Holleywood tour.
The team worked together to hand-strip painted floors, to bring original woods back to their natural beauty. With floors oiled and new paint on the walls, Holleywood is starting to feel more like a home than a project.
Yesterday, Frank Garretson had the idea to clean up the stone wall at the former entrance to the property, which leads to an old drive just to the right of the Christmas tree. (Where Ellen is pointing.) We won't reopen the old drive (too hazardous now that the road is so much higher) but will clear away the scrub where the property meets the street. In season, this will provide drivers with lovely views of vernal ponds separated by what remains of the drive, a grassy sweep.
How agile the Holleys and Rudds must have been to survive all those years without a handrail on treacherously narrow back stairs between third floor and second. Our people are not so nimble.
There was no furniture in the house when we bought it. We're beginning to go to auctions and tag sales to acquire pieces that *could* have been here for over a century. Like this marvelous drop-down leather topped writing desk we found at an estate sale last weekend organized by the Schillings.
When we bought the house, one of the upstairs closets was filled with bags of insulation. Bill and Rob decide to put it to good use by laying it beneath floorboards of unheated two rooms we're using for attic.
who we are
We are a couple of Upper West Siders from NYC who never set out to buy an old mansion in Connecticut. But the moment we walked through its massive front door, we were smitten. The info on this site is earnestly cobbled from a variety of sources, including the web. Please let us know if we've gotten something wrong, or if there's a story about Holleywood you'd like to share.