On February 12, 2011, our lives changed suddenly when our house caught fire. I’ve wondered what my customers would think when they drove into our neighborhood expecting to see that cute iconic white farm house and it wasn’t there. Everyone has been so kind with their well wishes and we appreciate all the concern. The common question every one wants to know is, “How did it start?” My husbands response is classic, “A gas can, a match and a boy.” It was purely accidental and involved a boy exercising his creativity for movie making. So, some day when he becomes the next Steven Spielberg we won’t mind so much:). We are most grateful that he is miraculously still here to make his movies.
The fire