It’s strange the memories that surface when you are in the middle of selling a house, a house you have lived in for fifteen years. When we signed our “John and Jane” Hancocks at closing back in 2007, our children were 11, 9, and 4—assuming my math is accurate, of course. A lot has happened in 15 years, some good, some bad…a lot that is very memorable. I’m not sure why this particular memory Read More about Friday Night at the Fights
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