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out quaint shops and eating at locally owned restaurants.
She has a small break at the school where she works so she is staying with me for a few days. It is never enough but I will take what I can get. In these instances, I fly her on a private jet to get her here and back without wasting all the time flying commercially can sometimes mean.
On this visit, I thought I might show her a little bit of what I do specifically developing raw property. I decide to stop by Whole Foods and put together a picnic and then take her to my waterfront property that I haven’t developed yet. We park in the middle of the property and pull out a blanket spreading it out on the hard ground. Facing the river we settle onto the blanket and enjoy the tasty morsels packed in the basket.
“So what is your plan for this place? It’s such a great location being river front property.”
“I fell in love with it the moment I saw it. I knew I wanted to develop it into a planned community where one could live and work. I have spoken to an architect and he has been working on plans for building not one but three glass towers. I have always had a fascination with water and glass and I sort of feel like they go hand in hand. What do you think?”
“That sounds interesting. What kind of towers?”
“We are talking about having the top floors as housing with the lower floors businesses. In one of the towers, I want to have a workout facility as an amenity. I may even have a rooftop pool, spa, and party area on one of the towers. The surrounding grounds would be ideal for coffee shops, restaurants, a green space and perhaps a private boat dock with moorage for our tenants.”
“I love it Harry. I think what interests me most is that you said this is reclaimed land, right?”
“Yes, it was a toxic waste site but after it was decommissioned, it has been detoxified and given a clean bill of health and therefore approved for public inhabitance. What would you think about my building the top floor of one of the towers into my personal residence?”
“Oh that sounds great! A penthouse, like the one in New York?”
“Exactly except this one will be more modern and sleek. As opposed to the one in New York with all its charm, this one will be outfitted with state of the art technology.”
“So what if you named each of the three towers after this river here and two other local rivers? And, if you haven’t named it already, call it the Three Rivers Project or maybe call it the Glass Towers.”
“You are brilliant Adelaide Thomas!” I plant a big kiss on her and share in her enthusiasm, “I like the idea of naming each of the towers after three rivers found here in Oregon. This one here is named the Willamette. There's another river named the Columbia that is between Oregon and Washington. I think I remember seeing another one called Rogue. So, there we go the three rivers project.” I wrap my arms around her as she squeaks from being squeezed.
“We make a good team Addy.”
She nods and snuggles into the crook of my arm. Everything about this feels right.
A few months later, I am back in Montreal.
I decide the time is finally right, and I have found my forever. I am going to ask Adelaide to marry me.
I plan it out to the last detail. I invite her to my house in Westmont and instead of cooking the meal; I hire a caterer to make a dinner fitting for a proposal complete with Polenta Fries for starters, a salad of arugula, shaved parmesan dressed with olive oil. The main courses is braised beef spareribs served with creamy spaetzle, and hunters sauce. For dessert, we are to enjoy a salted caramel cheesecake. I have candles lit everywhere and a cozy fire lit in the fireplace.
The food and wine are incredible and Adelaide looks the angel that she is. Wearing a black and white short jersey dress with a plunging neckline and a small belt around her tiny waist. I notice and
She has a small break at the school where she works so she is staying with me for a few days. It is never enough but I will take what I can get. In these instances, I fly her on a private jet to get her here and back without wasting all the time flying commercially can sometimes mean.
On this visit, I thought I might show her a little bit of what I do specifically developing raw property. I decide to stop by Whole Foods and put together a picnic and then take her to my waterfront property that I haven’t developed yet. We park in the middle of the property and pull out a blanket spreading it out on the hard ground. Facing the river we settle onto the blanket and enjoy the tasty morsels packed in the basket.
“So what is your plan for this place? It’s such a great location being river front property.”
“I fell in love with it the moment I saw it. I knew I wanted to develop it into a planned community where one could live and work. I have spoken to an architect and he has been working on plans for building not one but three glass towers. I have always had a fascination with water and glass and I sort of feel like they go hand in hand. What do you think?”
“That sounds interesting. What kind of towers?”
“We are talking about having the top floors as housing with the lower floors businesses. In one of the towers, I want to have a workout facility as an amenity. I may even have a rooftop pool, spa, and party area on one of the towers. The surrounding grounds would be ideal for coffee shops, restaurants, a green space and perhaps a private boat dock with moorage for our tenants.”
“I love it Harry. I think what interests me most is that you said this is reclaimed land, right?”
“Yes, it was a toxic waste site but after it was decommissioned, it has been detoxified and given a clean bill of health and therefore approved for public inhabitance. What would you think about my building the top floor of one of the towers into my personal residence?”
“Oh that sounds great! A penthouse, like the one in New York?”
“Exactly except this one will be more modern and sleek. As opposed to the one in New York with all its charm, this one will be outfitted with state of the art technology.”
“So what if you named each of the three towers after this river here and two other local rivers? And, if you haven’t named it already, call it the Three Rivers Project or maybe call it the Glass Towers.”
“You are brilliant Adelaide Thomas!” I plant a big kiss on her and share in her enthusiasm, “I like the idea of naming each of the towers after three rivers found here in Oregon. This one here is named the Willamette. There's another river named the Columbia that is between Oregon and Washington. I think I remember seeing another one called Rogue. So, there we go the three rivers project.” I wrap my arms around her as she squeaks from being squeezed.
“We make a good team Addy.”
She nods and snuggles into the crook of my arm. Everything about this feels right.
A few months later, I am back in Montreal.
I decide the time is finally right, and I have found my forever. I am going to ask Adelaide to marry me.
I plan it out to the last detail. I invite her to my house in Westmont and instead of cooking the meal; I hire a caterer to make a dinner fitting for a proposal complete with Polenta Fries for starters, a salad of arugula, shaved parmesan dressed with olive oil. The main courses is braised beef spareribs served with creamy spaetzle, and hunters sauce. For dessert, we are to enjoy a salted caramel cheesecake. I have candles lit everywhere and a cozy fire lit in the fireplace.
The food and wine are incredible and Adelaide looks the angel that she is. Wearing a black and white short jersey dress with a plunging neckline and a small belt around her tiny waist. I notice and
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