Here are some pics of our empty house in Atlanta, just before we finally left. Steven and I have so many memories there of his Ma, Trotsky and Eydie Gorme, our family and friends... geez it is wierd how a house becomes a vessel for all that. We hope John and Jill will enjoy it and put their own life into the place. So funny how nice it looks empty...we kept saying how we should have lived in it with nothing for a while. There is a lot to be said for minimalism.
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