My GGG Grandfather built Dixieland, a Georgian style in 1790 and a Federal style in 1810. We lost it after the War in 1866 and I was fortunate to be able to return it to the family in 1992. Today it was lost again.
The worst decision I've ever made, bar none
I was listening to a Confederate podcast and the speaker
said he had a generational home in the Shenandoah Valley,
near the river, that if he lost that home it would be like
losing a family member. So your pain and suffering is
realistic. Dixieland is you and you are Dixieland.
We don't live in the past, the past lives in us. Basically,
you are haunted and hopefully the suffering will degrade
in time. Who would have ever thought.
One less tear today
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