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Only once in my life have I had the freedom and the finances to decorate my entire home exactly the way I wanted. It was San Francisco, just before Christmas, 1974. We had purchased a three-story building with three “flats,” one on each floor, each flat covered 2,000 square feet and had four bedrooms, only one bath, built in 1906. High ceilings, tin wallpaper, wainscoting, cup rails, crown molding, some board and batten created a classic gingerbread Victorian. We moved into the middle floor, and I decorated to my heart’s content. By the Christmas I mentioned I had finished my job.
The living room was a long affair, so the builder separated the interior end by putting little low walls jutting slightly into the room which supported two round pillars up to the ceiling. They made the suggestion of a sort of entrance into the other part of the living room. I put our baby grand piano in there and we called it our Music Room. All the wood, which was considerable, I painted gloss white, including the pillars and the low walls. On what little wall space was left I put a flocked and reflective wallpaper of giant peacock feathers all in teal, reminiscent of Klimpt, with the full array of colors on their tails and touches of gold.
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Marty
Delmon Writer
Evangelist Teacher Writing has been in my blood, so to speak, but when I surren-dered my life to Jesus Christ and He told me to write, all my trepidations rolled away and I began in earnest! After all, if God Almighty says it was His idea that I be a writer, who am I to stand in His way? My hope is that you not only like what I write, but that your life is moved by it, and that your party to Jesus and with Jesus turns your life into days of Heaven on Earth.
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