Mrs. C was tall and lean and had a long, lean sofa to match! It was obvious to most of us that her prized sofa could not possibly have gotten up here in one piece, but she assured us, it had. Still, it was clear, that it wasn’t going to fit around those tight entry turns - or, per the mover, in the elevator or down the stairwell! It is in situations like this, that we call on the expertise of our cracker jack moving team to get us out of this jam! We were assured that no chain saws would be needed on moving day, but we have to admit that we had our doubts! It took shrink-wrapping it in plastic wrap, standing the behemoth on end, twisting it round and round, and removing a storm door to a tiny balcony, to get it out of the apt. But the ground was still 30-feet below! These guys, using the skill of a surgeon, teetered the great piece over the railing, tethered it to a system of ropes and extension ladders and slid that prized possession to the ground. Only then did we allow Mrs. C onto the balcony!
We were thrilled and relieved to see her peeking over, grinning ear to ear. What goes up really must come down - and in this case, all in one piece!
It’s Time to Move That Bus!
Georgia lived in the house her parents grew up in, in a neighborhood that had been gradually suffering from urban creep. Her parents now gone, Georgia moved back into the three story Victorian and commuted to her university professorship job in Philadelphia.
A bad accident, early one morning, sent her to the ER, and she later needed surgery on her ankle. Almost ready to move to her new, single story cottage at a charming independent living community, it was a devastating blow to be sidelined so close to the final move.
Through a number of visits to her bedside at the rehab facility, we were able to create the floor plans of her dreams, using favorite pieces from her parents, coupled with a few new pieces that she bought as a treat for herself. We actually shopped for her and purchased a simple writing desk to complement the Victorian pieces that surrounded it.
Seeing how delighted she was with the progress, the owners of the Buchert Ridge Community in Pottstown, encouraged us to get her anything she needed! She wanted her home to be fully decorated, and asked us to go up to the attic to find a selection of beautiful draperies her mother had made over the years. Trusting us, more than herself, we had carte blanche to decorate our hearts out!
When it became clear that she was going to come home with a (temporary) wheel chair and a walker, she called to ask a favor. “I’ll be coming home in a transport bus”, she said. “Sort of like on that TV show, Extreme Home Makeover!"
Do you think you could have everybody there, when they bring me home, and have them yell, ‘IT’S TIME TO MOVE THE BUS!” So we did! Oh, she oohed and ahhed, as she toured her home. Finding the treasures we had hung on the walls or displayed on table tops. Everything she loved and wanted to keep, was there. She turned and smiled, with tears in her eyes, and said, “Thank you, I’m home!!”
Georgia lived a beautiful life, serving others through education and her church. We honor her memory here, as we celebrate the lovely person that she was!