A tradition was born

As many of you know, I've enjoyed the odd game of poker over the years.   We've played in dorm rooms, hotel rooms, at many of our bachelor parties, at a few of the weddings, on porches, in basements, and even in the car on road trips.  With a nice screened in porch at version 1.0 of the 907, I ended up hosting my share of games over the years, although sometimes when the weather failed to cooperate, we would move in to the kitchen or basement.

Accordingly, after Team Norton had moved down the street into the rental, and after the utilities had been disconnected, but before the deconstruction process began, it seemed only fitting to have one final lantern-lit bundled-up poker game in the basement, with a fire in our newly reopened fireplace. 

So one freezing evening in late December a bunch of the neighborhood poker players and spectators gathered for one final game in the old 907.

We had so much fun, the plan is that for subsequent Shady homes going through "iteration," we have a final poker game after utilities but before demo/decon. 

Good times.