This is the house we are leaving. The first house we've owned, we've been in it for almost 20 years. And it's a lovely place: 11 foot tall ceilings, old-skool floor to ceiling windows, claw foot tub, intimacy, and charm galore. It will be sad to leave this house: there are many good memories here. Spike Gillespie reading from her latest book, Kinky Friedman politicizing from our backyard stage, countless shindigs with green chile and margaritas, and, oh yeah, getting hitched in the back yard. Indeed, there are moments when we wonder "What the hell are we doing?" Hopefully happiness moves as easily as books...
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