I couldn’t bring myself to post this last week, but it really did happen. My family’s Surfside beach house was sold.
Lots of you readers have spent time at Hillcrest for one or another function over the years. Such an awesome house! So many memories! And what a hassle it had become for our increasinly far-flung family to maintain.
But still …
I won’t forget the view through the sunroom doorway out into the canal …
… or the morning and evening breeze on the deck …
… or the ships from all over the world passing by our front yard …
… or the dolphins/porpoises fishing in the current streams.
Built in 1962, this grand old house has steadfastly served six generations of the Frank and Sarah Stevens family. The breakfast nook overhanging the cars was my very favorite place to hang out and play Spoons. The lookout/crow’s nest was a must-see for every visitor. The living room windows provided exquisite light for countless treaured photos. The slab under the deck made a great place to play on rainy and too-sunny days alike.
For much of my life I’ve taken the beach house for granted, not visiting it or even thinking about it as much as I should have. Considering how much I’ve ignored it lately, I am surprisingly heartbroken by the fact that it will not be ours anymore.
I have devised a new plan, and that plan is quite simple: make friends with the new owners and talk them into letting me drop by every now and then.
Goodbye, dear Hillcrest. You will be dearly missed and fondly remembered.
I love the house where You live, O Lord, the place where Your glory dwells.
Oh mom will be so sad for you. We’ve spent several family vacations there. So special, I feel your pain. I felt the same way when we sold our beach house and it wasn’t nearly as nice as this one. It’s all the great memories we have of the time we spent in them.
I have some great memories of this place, and look for it everytime i come over the bridge, and when coming or going offshore. thanks for being so generous with it and letting us kiddos have space and time to make memories.
I was only there twice, but I loved every moment. It was a great place.