Ordinary archaeology #002: Who was Bill East?
Who was Bill East?
If I were a betting man, I’d say he was a mischievous young boy who visited our house on April 12, 1936. Or, maybe 1836?
If you look carefully at the front window in the east bedroom, you’ll see that Bill commemorated his visit by etching his name into one of the runny glass panes:
The next pane over has a smaller, less confident “Bill” inscription, perhaps a test run for the final engraving.
It’s possible that Mr. East is still with us; if he was seven in 1936, that’d make him 85 today. Whoever he was, I’m sure that Bill would be proud to know that his mysterious legacy lives on, upstairs in the Ordinary House.