From Deadman's Trail

The Dean Family 2007 Holiday Letter


Roger & Carol Dean

December 2007


          The big news for 2007 is that the Deans have moved to Maine. No, our new house isn’t exactly finished yet, but we are working on it. Maybe by April or May. In the meantime, we are living in our neighbor’s house right next door. And what this means is that all our worldly possessions are scattered across half of New England!... some stored in the basement of the new house, some in various rooms in our neighbors’ house, some with Sonja and Perry in Connecticut, and some in our house in CT. Consequently, the most commonly heard phrase with the Deans lately is, “Do you have any idea where I can find…” And the answer is invariably, “No idea; look around."

          Selling our house turned out to be interesting. We put it on the market in May and, with high hopes, started to move out 20 years accumulation of stuff ourselves. What packrats we have been! (OK… it’s mostly Roger.) Despite the sinking market, we were optimistic that our unique home and setting would produce at least semi-rapid success. However, after nine months with a realtor we had no serious prospects in sight. Ever confident, we decided the problem was the realtor and not the property; we figured couldn’t do any worse than him so we decided to sell it ourselves. We ran an ad in a New England sell-it-yourself real estate magazine and built a web site to promote our unique home. The short version of the story is that we had more real interest in three weeks than the realtor generated in nine months! We had three couples very interested and ended up selling our house to a young couple from Atlanta. We closed just before Labor Day, schlepped the last trailer full of stuff off to storage, and headed out to our new home (well, sort of).

          Our new house is coming along just fine, even if we are about two months behind where we thought we’d be by now. (But the more important consideration is that we are just about on budget… maybe even a bit
under!). We are weather-tight (except for one door that we are still trying to get the supplier to fix), have about half of the plumbing done and 85% of the electrical work, and will be putting in the radiant floor heat in early January. It’s the lack of heat that makes things go a bit more slowly now that winter is here. We’d hoped to have heat in by Thanksgiving, but lots of little things conspired against that. Nonetheless, we are ecstatic with how things are coming out (generally, exactly as we envisioned things after 2+ years of planning and design work).

          Our business, Engineered Proposals, had another good year with work timed nicely to allow Roger time to work on the house during the last half of the year. We were busy (essentially full time) with some large contracts during the first six months, then had a series of smaller projects—some of which could be done via e-mail—for the last six months. Consequently, Roger had an opportunity to spend a lot of time 2orking with and along side our builder. The result? Roger has found notches on his belt he hasn’t seen since he was forty (which equates to about 25 pounds!), feels better, and has lowered his blood pressure by about ten points. All good things… in addition to saving some money on construction and having the satisfaction of guiding house construction on a daily basis.

          Carol has found plenty of new friends in the local area. Folks around here friendly enough, but are a lot more social once they realize you are here for the winter. I guess that makes us “locals.” Even the native-born Mainers seem to accept those of us who winter here. Anyway, Carol has joined several very active craft groups: knitting on Monday, quilting on Tuesday, rug hooking on Thursday, and other less formal activities at various times during each month. So despite the fact that we are about 30 miles from the nearest population center, there is still more to do here in Downeast Maine than we ever found in Vermont.

          Roger’s parents are essentially unchanged from last year… an amazing feat in itself, given that Mom is 86 and Dad is 84. They still live in their own home in the same retirement community on the east coast of Florida. Mom still battles daily with the effects of the stroke she suffered several years ago, but still seems to win more battles than she loses. And Roger’s Dad still looks like Roger’s slightly-older brother. Simply amazing!

          Sonja and husband Perry still live in their perpetual-work-in-process home in Enfield, CT. To the untrained eye, the house looks finished, but they seem to find an endless list of repairs and improvements
that keeps them busy when they aren’t at work. Perry still works for Met Life but Sonja has taken a new job with a small environmental remediation company as Manager of Proposals. So she is back in the “family business” again… at least for a while, anyway. And Perry still gets all sorts of late night calls as a member in good standing of the Enfield Volunteer Fire Department.

That’s it for the Deans in 2007.

Roger & Carol



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