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| == If you feel the need to not be constrained by a particular year ==
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| I'm hoping this will work
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| -vallie
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| '''Rob- is it possible to post any of the drawings or floor plans for the new house, so that alumni who visit this wiki can take a look?'''
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| '''Here is what I know about the new house'''...Dickinson's Center for Sustainable Living (The Treehouse) will be moving to a new facility before the Fall 2006 semester. Treehouse residents and college administrators are working with architects on the environmentally friendly remodeling design for a cluster of townhouses along Louther Street. The new facility will feature a biomass pellet stove, passive solar water heating, and radiant floor heating in the common area. Photo voltaics, a composting toilet, rainwater catchment for toilet flushing, natural lighting through light tubes and attached greenhouses are also being discussed. An open air patio and outdoor stove will create an outdoor living and social space. There will be space for 15 residents. Vallie '02
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| -----Original Message-----
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| Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2006 14:21:17 -0500
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| From: Melissa Minor <minorm@dickinson.edu>
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| To: treehous@dickinson.edu
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| Subject: Elegy for the Treehouse
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| Elegy for the Treehouse
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| To start, let's be honest--as a structure, the Treehouse has seen better days. Creaky floors, freezing rooms, an attic full of abandoned junk, and probably the scariest basement ever--the house was becoming more a center for substandard than sustainable living. When I heard that the college was planning to tear it down, I understood the reasons, and I know that the new house will come with perks that we former Treekids only dreamed of--solar panels, composting toilets, not to mention actual insulation. However, the greater part of me is inexpressibly sad. Anyone who lived in or spent time in the Treehouse knows that it's much more than walls, boards, and ugly carpeting. The Treehouse was always first and foremost about the people who lived there. I applied to be a Treekid because I wanted to be around people who inspired me, and they did. Living with the Treekids made me want to be a better person than I actually was. We created a world for each other in which joy was experienced and beauty found in the smallest, most elemental things: photographing fallen apples in the orchards outside town, playing in piles of fallen leaves, swinging on the porch, painting the back room with spilled paint and our bare hands, sharing soup and bread and music and poetry. As long as I lived in that house, I could believe in a universe in which the sound of Little Beav's dij made the stars move over North Mountain; where the trees by Laurel Lake whispered to each other and longed to touch; and where you could make the streetlights on College snap on and off just by walking under them, side by side with the person you loved.
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| I wanted to remember these things for a long, long time--so instead I scratched my name into the wall, and hoped the house would remember me.
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| Melissa Minor
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| Class of 2004
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| -posted by Rob Hanifin '06 from an email
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