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Moneymaker House on Harwood Avenue

I was so thrilled to read in last night's Lebanon Daily Record that the Laclede County Historical Society has now received title to the Moneymaker House on Harwood Avenue.

I have always loved that house. As a little girl living in Old Town Lebanon on the corner of Wood & Apple Streets, and walking to school each day, I passed that house every day and always thought it was the most beautiful house in town.

The large mature trees in the front yard were always so stately with their long curvy branches sweeping the ground and creating a canopy for the squirrels to have their own private playhouse during the spring and summer. In the fall, the leaves became a gorgeous array of colors gradually falling to the ground and making a carpet under the trees, eventually paving the way for the white snow which inevitably would come as winter would arrive.

I loved the low branches sweeping the ground at the Moneymaker house so much that I asked Milan in the early years of our marriage to leave at least one tree in our yard (wherever we lived) untrimmed in that fashion, and he was always done so. If you would go past our house this morning on the south side of our lot, you would see this year's "model" of the low cut sweeping branches. Just noticed it yesterday and it is SO beautiful.

Congratulations to Mark Spengler and the LCHS for their hard work in securing title to this home, and my appreciation to the members of the Society for the long hours of hard work still ahead in cleaning, renovating and maintaining this beautiful home. (See the newspaper picture elsewhere on this blog.)

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