Linda Maye Adams

Soldier, Storyteller

Tag Archives: Havilah Babcock House

Take a peak inside my family’s historical house

My family’s historical house, the Havilah Babcock house, has a website.  The house was built by my great-great grandfather (the aforementioned Havilah), who was one of the co-founders of the Kimberly-Clark Corporation. Havilah designed everything in the house, picking the furnishings, the wallpaper—and after he died, the family left it all the way it was.  …

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Ghosts of Wallpaper Past

I’ve actually never had wallpaper anywhere I lived. We always used paint in the house where I grew, which surprises me in a way. My father is colorblind (red/green, the most common form) and that influenced all the color choices of paint. Translation: The interior was yellow. It was the one color he could see. …

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Peeking into a historical house

The video of my family’s historical house is up!  The house portion starts at about 10:11.

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My Family’s Historical House on PBS!

My family’s historical house in Wisconsin is going to be part of a PBS special this week!  The house was built by my great-great grandfather Havilah Babcock, who was one of the four founders of the Kimberly-Clark Corporation.  He started out as a dry goods merchant and had an eye for fabrics, which translates out …

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Bats in the Belfry, Washing Machine, and Oven Vent

Tonight’s International Bat Night, a program designed to address the myths everyone has about bats.  I just had to do a bit of research into bats for a part of one of my stories.  Most of my knowledge comes from a few bat experiences (other than watching Batman anyway), though I did learn: Bats may …

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The Otherworldly Family is Watching

When we hear about ghosts, the first image we get is a story told in front of the orange flames of a campfire against the dark, a barrier against the unknown that surrounds us.   I remember one of those stories being about the ghostly hitchhiker who vanishes after being picked up.   That story is an …

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Step into my time machine

This week, I’ve got a trip into the adventure zone, because any travel is an adventure.  I went to Wisconsin for the weekend for my grandmother’s memorial, and anything that involves Wisconsin involves The House: I stayed in the room where those center windows on the second floor are.  The house was built by my …

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