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“Now, people would no doubt pay richly for the chance to spend the night at a remote home potentially occupied by a verbal varmint, but this attitude was a half-century away from the Irvingsâ€� occupancy.”
― Thomm Quackenbush, The Curious Case of the Talking Mongoose

“The new owners of the South Valley Street house, who described themselves online as people who "love dancing, practicing selfrealization, meditation, freedom, and investing," turned the Kardonsky-Cook home into an Airbnb. They named it "A Creek Runs Through It Olympic Mountain Retreat." It was one of the four properties they had purchased to rent around the Olympic Peninsula. The listing described the house as a "historic luxury two-story farmhouse" and charged guests $190 a night to sleep in the rooms where my family once lived.

A big selling point for their property was the creek that my grandmother and her siblings played in, that my mother explored before picking salmonberries from the bushes on its bank. They marketed the home as being close to the waterfront that my great-grandfather walked to every day for work. He was a longshoreman and worked at the docks the entire time he lived there. His cat met him halfway home after every shift.

One review read, "It doesn't feel like someone fixed up a house and is renting it, it feels like someone's home.”
― Leah Myers, Thinning Blood: A Memoir of Family, Myth, and Identity