Monday, January 16, 2017

The attic...be afraid, very afraid

Hi, Reagan Summerside here from the Consignment Shop series set in Savannah. 


With my latest roomie I’m finding Cherry House, my money pit Victorian, too small. That I have the Prissy Fox Consignment shop on the first floor may have something to do with it.

I need the Fox to make money so I can’t give it up meaning the only way to expand it up into the attic. Cherry House was built when cotton was king and steamboats lined the docks down on River Street. So who knows what’s up in that attic? Lots of stuff must have been stored there over the years.

During the time of the unfortunate Northern Aggression, the good citizens of Savannah took to hiding their valuables. It’s not uncommon for homeowners renovating to find coins, the long-lost family jewels, forgotten sterling silverware and even a diary telling want was going on.


Who know what’s up in the attic of Cherry House but all I know is since I started this renovation project things have been going bump in the night and even the day? Ghosts of the old South? The new South? Is there a secret in Cherry House that someone does not want me to find out?


Stay tuned to see how my renovations go and what’s in the attic. Have you ever gone into an old attic? What did you find? Should I be afraid, very afraid?

9 comments:

  1. In our last house we found a bunch of snow equipment and Christmas ornaments that fit the house. My kids enjoyed that equipment and I loved the ornaments. When we moved from there, I lovingly left the equipment and ornaments for the next family who had small kids. A year after they bought the house, my realtor called and asked if I'd left these things in the attic and forgot to get them. I denied the stuff because I wanted the next family to enjoy the little attic treasure finds.

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    1. Hi. Tonya. What a neat story!!!!!! I can see that going in one of your amazing books!

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  2. Love the pictures! Love attics too. All I've found in ours was a manual multi-copy receipt machine and one very odd stereopticon slide (no, not that kind--it was of a man doing laundry while a woman watched).

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    1. Hi, Sheila. It’s always fun to find something and wonder who put it there and what they were like. Hugs, Duffy

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  3. Over 53 years of married life and moving around our state, we have had mostly brand new homes and two that were lived in before. One definitely had something going on every so often on the second floor. The house was a cape with formers so there was only those small door openings that went into crawl spaces for storage and we never found anything there but we did find a mirror in the bathroom drawer on the second floor where the former owner's wheelchair bound wife had died. From time to time we would find the mirror on the counter in the bathroom and no one had been there. At that time our daughter had just been born and our son two and he slept like a light and never got up or we would have heard him. Finding that mirror out and the mirror turned up to see in was a bit unsettling. When we moved shortly after this. I left the mirror there not wanting to upset the spirit if there was one. Never knew for sure what was going on. But it sure made us a bit more open to the beyond.

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  4. I wish I had a real Grandma's attic because everyone leaves stuff with me! However, I can tell you a hair-raising story about my experience in an attic of a friend's house.
    Since Ceblain was brave enough to tell the story she did above,I will tell you that when I was 13, my family moved into an old house with a barn behind it. There were trunks and all sorts of things there. My brother-in-law found the skeleton of a cat amid the clutter. Everyone in the family, (except my mother), would seethe shadow of a cat in the house.It used to tease my dog, making it chase her and disappearing.

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  5. When I have explored attics, I have found cobwebs, spiders and tons of dust. No treasures for me. But, I definitely would love to find some treasured pictures, or diaries telling of a bygone life.

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  6. I havent been in a attic in a long time...but I remember going to a upstairs area when I was a child...and it was kind of scary for me.

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  7. When I was a child of eight I spent the night with a friend in their 1820's house and she carried me into their attic to show me the family secret. Behind a chest there was a door leading into a tiny room. There was dried brown splotches of blood all over the Civil War wallpaper. They had hidden a very wounded Soldier during the Civil War.
    Marilyn ewatvess@yahoo.com

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