A Stroll Through Manchester

In Manchester, New Hampshire, visiting for a family wedding, I happened upon a gold mine of stories untold. These photos are from an obviously picturesque neighborhood, and each (oh, but perhaps not all) come with a tiny bit of story. Have you ever wondered if you have an imagination? Yes, you certainly do. These houses, for example; study them. What is their expression? Personality? Do they match their inhabitants? Prepare your brain to be teased.


If he is at home, and not on a tour, he rarely comes out. Here lives Diego Terenciano De Luca Bianchi, the internationally acclaimed pianist. His love life was a sorrowful tale that haunts his dark, moody, handsome face. Often when he remembers his past, he plays his feelings onto the keys, filling the neighborhood with bittersweet music.


Here’s a switch. Meet the Montgomery & Bauer Boarding School for Young Ladies; a stiff, strict, musty business of pinafores, oatmeal, declensions and chalk. (It is also home to such scandalous activity as food fights and sliding down bannisters.)


Behind these pristine walls, a mastermind is on perpetual-brainstorm-mode. Heather Carlisle Snow just published her forty-seventh book in a series that is sweeping the nation. She may be seen on her porch calmly drinking sassafras tea, but not for long—she will be sure to jump up and start scribbling helter-skelter, sending her piles of yellow paper flying.


Got the hang of it? I hope so, because this one’s up to you! See the comment button below? Use it! I want to hear what your imagination says about this house!

And that’s not all! But all for now. I’ll be back, with more to tickle your imagination.

4 thoughts on “A Stroll Through Manchester

  1. This once-gloomy mansion was the inspiration for Nathaniel Hawthorne’s gothic novel, “The House of Seven Gables.” The peeling slate gray paint was finally covered by lime green a few years ago. But that hasn’t stopped the unusual phenomena. For example, on moonless nights, the ghost of Edgar Allen Poe, accompanied by a scrawny raven, sometimes drifts from window to window, causing the shades to inexplicably go up and down.

    As everyone knows, the windows in haunted houses are typically all broken. Why not this one? The explanation is simple. The owners, weary of the thirteen-year-old neighborhood boys amusing themselves by using the windows for target practice, installed a special type of plexiglass with unique qualities. When a rock or other projectile hits the glass, it bounces, at a high rate of speed, back in the vicinity of the thrower. Instead of emitting the usual cackle of laughter, the boys scream in terror and run for home, assuming that perhaps Mr. Poe is fighting back.

    Problem solved.

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  2. Well, I was going to say that 101 dalmatians live there and when they get bored, they are sent to the basement where they can dig, fence enclosed to their hearts content. But I like the Edgar Allen Poe version better! 🙂


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