Home is incredibly important to me. My private physical space grounds me. It’s a place I can rest. A place I can recharge. A place where all the annoyances of the world are muted. My home is my sanctuary.
From the first note of Etta James’ 1964 live album, Rocks the House, I get a good feeling
My dream home is for sale and, unbeknownst to me, it is just up the road from where I live. About ten years ago a…