Living in an architect’s house & more work stories

I’ve been writing a lot for work.

I wrote about my house and the architect who built it: Ernie Rose. I’ve been thinking about this story for years and finally had the head space (at home and not in the hectic newsroom) to dedicate to it.

I invited his widow and her son over to the house last year and we had such an intense, fascinating discussion. She showed me old pictures of when the house was built in 1974.

She showed me their Bertoia chairs that I drooled over; how she put plants in the corners; how she could never find the right lamps to fit the design (so it’s not just me!); how Ernie was so particular about the house and the design that they traveled to Europe to find the best dining utensils that would suit the house. That kind of dedication — I can get with it!

The story includes our neighbor’s house which is so similar to ours, but different. I’m fascinated by his style and how he could built a quality home on a budget. It’s a gift.

There’s also an RTD slideshow of Ernie Rose’s houses here.

I’ve also been covering the health and economic impact of COVID-19 where I live since the pandemic began. It is intense work and I have learned so much.

I wrote about a Richmond crisis expert deployed to NYC to help build temporary morgues.

I wrote about frontline workers balancing their jobs & families during a pandemic.

I wrote about how local museums have lost millions, had to lay-off staff amidst the crisis and how the museum experience will change when museums reopen.

I’ve gone out and counted masks to get a picture of how many people in our area are wearing them (about half).

I’ve written about how Richmond restaurants are handling an extra two-week delay on reopening. Some are relieved and didn’t feel ready, others are frustrated about the short notice.

I’ve written about high school seniors missing out on graduation, prom and important rites of passage. “It feels like a bad breakup,” one girl said.

And how Richmond parents are struggling to balance work, homeschool and caring for their parents during the coronavirus. “The struggle is real,” one working mom said.

All of these stories are listed under “Latest Projects” on the homepage and under the “Journalism” menu bar.

At the same time, I’ve been homeschooling my kids, shopping and bringing groceries to my mom, visiting with her, sending cards to loved ones, cutting my husband’s hair, cooking and feeding everybody, playing with the kids, trying to exercise (and failing, always) and keep the house clean. It grinds on. But we’re the lucky ones, I know that too.