Burning Megargeeville Signals the Very End of an Era
Last night at Bootstrap Farm, our weekend rental, we burned Megargeeville. This was a choice piece of our past, a collection of little boxes we decorated when we were kids to look like a small city. We had the movie theater, the drive-in, the stores and shops that we called Megargeeville.
It was time to burn it ceremoniously in the fire. We looked over each of the carefully painted little buildings made of cardboard and one by one ignited them in the flames. It is sad but yet better to have a ceremony than to toss it all into the trash.
One sad note on our last day in the house: Three of our paintings were stolen! These were paintings done by Essie's husband Edwin Megargee, they depicted scenes such as the view from the porch in the 1950s, and some other Vineyard scenes. Somebody removed these three paintings before we got here. Sad end, we had promised at least one to the new owners.
It was time to burn it ceremoniously in the fire. We looked over each of the carefully painted little buildings made of cardboard and one by one ignited them in the flames. It is sad but yet better to have a ceremony than to toss it all into the trash.
One sad note on our last day in the house: Three of our paintings were stolen! These were paintings done by Essie's husband Edwin Megargee, they depicted scenes such as the view from the porch in the 1950s, and some other Vineyard scenes. Somebody removed these three paintings before we got here. Sad end, we had promised at least one to the new owners.
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