In June of 1991, I (along with a bunch of great friends) framed the walls of my house. At the time of construction, my wife and I had plans for a sunroom but the additional cost was beyond our means.
“Tell you what,” I said to my
wife, “I’ll frame in a door for future use.
Someday, we will build the sunroom.”
That someday is now. Yesterday,
almost exactly thirty years to the date from when I framed the rough opening
for the door to the sunroom, I opened the wall to expose the framing to the
first light it has seen in thirty years.
My emotions, as I tore away the
drywall, were surprisingly mixed. As
excited as I felt to finally expose the doorway opening, I also found myself saddened
that my wife, Uyen, did not witness the daylighting of the phantom door. She has been gone for ten of the thirty years
since we constructed the house.
Sometime in the weeks to come,
I will cut all the way through the foam and exterior sheathing and the light
from inside my house will directly meet the light from outside. I will walk through the opening. And there will be a sunroom.
June 1991 (Framing)
First Light
Fully Revealed
Living Room Now
—Mitchell Hegman
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