tear it down

April 14, 2009

Last night I had a dream I was telling Heidi about my dad dying and trying to sell his house in Carmel. It was so real.

My sister signed the last bit of paper work yesterday to sell the my dad’s property and with any luck the whole thing should be closed this week. Cars, house and whatever is still on the land and in the house and is salvageable, which at this point can’t be much considering the rain and however many days with warmer temps you all have had in Indiana. We met the buyer when we were home. Our first face to face was at a McDonald’s on 98th and Michigan Rd. I imagine at this point for him it’s gotta be all about getting the place torn down as quickly as possible. It always was, but with spring right on his coat tails . . . well let’s just say, good luck.

It’s strange and sad and I don’t know what to make of it really. We had no real relationship with my Dad’s house. My sister had never even been there until going home for the funeral. But it is another sign of the finality of it all. And that is sad.

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  1. David says:

    Love you! I’m gonna try and call this weekend if there isn’t a birth.

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