Dave’s brain cancer diagnosis was confirmed within hours after he accepted an offer to sell his home. My first impulse was to assure him that we could cancel the sale, but Dave was adamant that he wanted to continue with his plan to move to a new … [Read more...] about Whose reality is this, anyway?
I’m belly down in the crawl space, my high-tech flashlight cutting a small cone of bright white light through the murky dark. Ahead of me is the engineer in his coveralls, while behind me, the access door flaps shut in a stormy gust of wind. The soil … [Read more...] about A rat story
21 Littlewood was featured as an SF Chronicle "Hot Property," but even before the article appeared, we knew this was the one. After searching far and wide for several months for a home on at least an acre, with a pool, guest … [Read more...] about A Pre-Emptive Bidding War in Piedmont
“Smells good to me!” I was down on hands and knees, with my nose hovering inches above the concrete floor of Nancy’s basement. After a recent rainstorm, some seepage had occurred in the basement, and shortly after, a foul odor had emanated from that … [Read more...] about Case of the Stinky Basement
It happened one dark and stormy night. Mom and Dad Putnam and their 3 small children were snug in their beds in their home bordering Tilden Park in the Berkeley hills. Suddenly, above the cracking of thunder and lightning, a different sort of loud … [Read more...] about the tree that tried to eat a house