
This is the front with the car bays gone. Siding will eventually go up to match the house.

Me in the rafters, you can see the skylights on the left.

This is Brandon on the roof of the back putting in one of the skylights.



The man in the middle of the photo with the number III written in over his head is Daniel Stewart Comins, my grandfather and Matthew and Nathan's paternal great-grandfather. He owned a lumber mill in Osceola, a beautiful area in Upstate New York. When my father Raymond was 18 (1932), Daniel died of a heart attack. My grandparents married in 1890, when he was 25 and my grandmother, Grace Kinne, was 20. They were married for 42 years.
I love this sketch Dad drew in my notebook a couple of weeks ago. One reason I love LA so much: this rather colorful elderly lady was free to be herself, with a purple sequined beret, walker, and giant cocktail ring with an artificial gem the size of a golf ball. Dad sketched this at the deli we were having lunch at. My new scanner and I are still struggling to coexist so please excuse the lack of a close-up! Geneva
