|Bringing Back Holleywood||
In spite of the fact (or maybe because) I'm not much of a cook, I'm hopelessly taken with the industrial coal Glenwood stove which features settings for "Sponge Cake, Plain Cake, Bread, Roast, Biscuit." Equally enchanting to me is the still-working bell butler on wall to the right. I realize that what I'm partly buying into is a way of life I can never hope to revive.
That's what the flier said. It was for an estate sale. To dispose of the contents of "the ancestral home of Alexander Hamilton Holley, Governor of CT from 1857 to 1858." I'm sorry we were out of town for this social event, which drew curiosity seekers from far and wide, to see the inside of a house which is kind of a legend in the area. Sale included Chippendale Chairs, Vintage Lionel Trains, Dresden China in perfect condition, Barometers, evena Horse Drawn Cart and Golf clubs with wooden shafts. I'm glad they didn't part with the industrial Glenwood coal stove in the kitchen. Which still works, claims the realtor, adding "That's why they kept a big pile of coal in the basement." Wait. There's a big pile of coal in the basement??
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.