Floor plans for the Villa Virginia, Stockbridge
This is rather nuts to find on Tumblr as I grew up here.
Before you come to the conclusion that I’m filthy rich, my father bought the place for very little as it was near ruin. As a retired artist, he spent a decade fixing it. And my spent a decade, I mean spend a decade of hard work. It was, well, crazy to live in a place like this. It took 3 days to cut the grass every two weeks.
In the winter, we could only afford to heat the wing at the top left of the lower level. The rest stayed between 45 and 50 degrees (Fahrenheit not Celsius). I lived in the sewing room on the second floor and we used two electric space heaters to keep that warm. It didn’t work very well. I think that’s why I still get bronchitis often and I can’t handle cold rooms in the winter.
My parents sold it when my father started his museum in Vilnius. It’s amazing how little you can get for a place like this if your kitchen is essentially still from 1917 and most of the bathrooms don’t work. The present owners ripped off the original red tile roof and put on a slate roof even though my father had it registered as a National Historic Landmark. I’m afraid to think of what has happened inside.