Adrianna Gibson of Newfield saw the ad on Craig’s List. A vintage cape for sale at a very reasonable price in Windham; the catch, it had to be disassembled and removed from its lot by late fall.
Intrigued, Gibson encouraged her partner, Clifford Plummer III, to join her in seeing the property. The former Week’s farm, a landmark, of sorts, at the corner of Highland Cliff and Alweber Roads, had been vacant for about 15 years and considered structurally unsound.
Gibson
remembers their first visit in July. She was standing on the second floor; “You
know how some old houses can feel really creepy inside? This one was different.
I was leaning on a ceiling beam, just looking around. Right then, I fell in
love with the place.” She told Plummer, “This is the one. This has got to be
our house.”
After
exploring the inside further, Plummer told her he could see the
“possibilities,” that is, incorporating many of the historic features into a
new build. But Gibson, a builder from northern Maine and self-described purist
disagreed, strongly favoring a piece-by-piece take-down and rebuild on their
8-acre property in Newfield.
And
the delicate demolition began. The couple rented a mobile storage container.
Sections of the disassembled building were photographed, labeled, bundled and
stored in the container beside the house. Slowly, the antique cape shed its unique
features as Gibson and Plummer labored several hours a day, seven days a week,
even while Plummer maintained his full-time job as a warehouse foreman in
Westbrook.
On
one work day, Gibson stood in the entryway admiring the beaded tongue and
groove panels partially adorned with faded Victorian wallpaper. “It’s amazing
the way they built…without power tools,” she observed. The 200 plus year old
post and beam structure was a solid build; built to last. Time had only
weakened it; Gibson knew that minimal structural repairs during the rebuild
would restore it for a third century of life. Meanwhile, Plummer had come
around to Adrianna’s desire to restore the house with its historical integrity
intact. He said he used the house number in various combinations when playing
the state’s Pick-3 lottery game. “I won,” he proclaimed, “And that’s when I
knew this was a lucky house.”
Many
residents in the neighborhood believe the antique cape, which once had an
unattached barn, to be one of oldest homes in Windham. But the house is hard to
date. Town tax records show the time of build to be 1800. County deeds reveal
that Thomas Trott willed the farm to his daughter, Abigail, in 1809. Some
members of the Weeks family and Windham Historical Society president Linda
Griffin have speculated the house could date back to the mid-to-late 1700s. One
society member recalls that oral tradition suggests the house had been moved to
Highland Cliff Road from another location, a practice common in earlier times.
There exists, however, no record of relocation.
The
last occupant of the house, around the late 90s, was Gladys Weeks, then in her nineties.
It is said that Grammy Weeks often complained about “spongy” floorboards as she
moved about the house in a wheelchair. Visitors who frequented the
deconstruction project shared memories of the house going back several decades,
reminiscing about May baskets hanging in the yard, Easter egg rolls and
political party meetings.
Much
of the building’s history is revealed as Gibson and Plummer remove generations
of renovation. In one parlor, sheetrock gave way to old paneling which in turn
revealed two separate applications of lathe with horse-hair plaster; one of
each side of the wall studs. Griffin said the inner and outer layers added
strength to the construction and provided a dead-air pocket, an early form of
insulation. She also observed the plaster formulas were different; the exterior
application, probably the earliest, appeared yellowed and sandy while the inner
coating was white, thinner and utilized pig or horse hair.
More
historic revelations came to light as the new owners peeled back to the house’s
earliest time. Pine roof boards, some more than 30 inches wide bore the
tell-tale signs of rough circular saw markings, typical of early sawmill
lumber.
Gibson
also pointed to hand hewn beams, square nails and the 2 over 2 Victorian
windows which probably replaced original 9 over 6 panes from the early 1800s.
Griffin said the house displays a floor plan typical of late colonial houses: Two
front parlors and kitchen and birthing/storage rooms in the rear.
Perhaps
the most prominent feature to be exposed during the trim down is the chimney.
Roof board removal revealed a double chimney in the shape of an inverted V –
two single flues rising from the first floor and joining just above the second
story. Disassembly in the center of the building revealed the remains of three
fireplaces. Griffin believes the double flues serviced two stoves that replaced
the fireplaces in the mid-1800s. The unconventional brick formation attracted
much attention from passers-by, many stopping to take photographs. Gibson said
countless people stopped by to chat, many multiple times just to observe the
progress of the take-down.
One
indignant observer rarely left the site. A tiny chipmunk scampered about the
property, ducking in and out of the house remains, chattering noisily as if
protesting the activity. Plummer said the pesky little fellow succeeded in
achieving a triumphant moment. While removing clapboards, Plummer had set his
ladder and started climbing. However, one leg of the ladder sunk into a small
hole in the ground sending him crashing onto the lawn. As he regained
composure, he observed the chipmunk chattering, seemingly joyously, as it
disappeared into the offending hole. Plummer nursed a sore shoulder the rest of
the day while Gibson, barely controlling laughter, shared the story with every
visitor for the next two days.
One
prodigious construction feature gave Gibson and Plummer a moment of wonder and
surprise. Upon removing the boards from a parlor floor, they stared in awe; the
floor joists consisted of small tree trunks with the bark still clinging,
except for a portion of the circumference which was flattened to meet the floor
boards. Limb knots and a few square nails protruded here and there.
Joan
and Ray Weeks, who are members of the family whose generations occupied the
house for over 100 years, said they have mixed feelings as they watch the house
come down from their home a few hundred yards away. “We are so, so sad to see
it go,” said Joan, “but glad it’s being repurposed rather than bull dozed or
burned.”
Walking
by the Weeks’ house with a pet calf on a leash, Andrea (Elder) Stultz paused.
“What they’re doing is amazing and heartwarming,” referring to Gibson’s and
Plummer’s act of preservation over demolition. Dozens of others stopped with
similar sentiments. Marnie Childress of South Portland, who was picking up her
granddaughter from a nearby school bus stop, commented, “I absolutely love that
it’s going to have a new life.”
The
new life, observed Gibson, will be its third century of existence – same
building, same construction techniques, just a new family and a new location.
Gibson
and Plummer plan to have an open house after the reassembly in Newfield,
probably in the fall of 2016. All the Weeks family, the neighborhood and the
curious onlookers will be invited.