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The French Fairytale Cottage Case Continues

There are some people that you might come across who claim that humans begin to assume the look of their family pets. Others still who proclaim that couples most surely begin to look like one another, the longer they are together. Is your home capable of that? If you are a gardener, I expect that might be the case. Or at least that is what I observe in our little 1940s cottage. Everywhere I…

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My Omaha Obsession Celebrates One Year

Before I came to the belated preoccupation of sharing my house sleuthing adventures, my life was largely one of hidden obsession. Left to my own imaginings and amateur stakeouts, I had about worn out the ears of closest companions regarding My Mystery Adventures. At other times I was quite content to deliciously absume in my imaginary window seat, wrapped with moss colored Toile de Jouy wall…

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Magnificent Obsession: The New Garage at 3567 Howard Street

I ask you, what could more beautiful than a home owner who hears the pleading calls of his home, who seeks to understand and studies the oft ignored architectural language, and furthermore, (the real biggie in my estimation), has the financial means to honor the request in a way that is structurally truthful? There are very few things more beautiful, I assure you. I am speaking of renovation…

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I Wish I Could Have Gone To: The Cave Under the Hill

My Omaha Obsession—as you may by now have gathered—is not really a blog at all; it is only a long walk round our Omaha streets, through the years. If it bores you to walk round Omaha’s streets, peer in the windows of glorious homes and mysterious buildings (even if just from your computer) and try to infer all of the whos and whats in the whodunit, you will long ago have chucked this whole…

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Mysteries of Omaha: The Log Cabin and the Jones Street Bridge Part Two

Honestly, it is all rather dismal around here with no snow in sight. I do love a good snow. Mr. Cassette has said it will possibly never snow again, which bothers me greatly, and to give up my Snow Pining. He trails off, knowing not to be too harsh, because I am sentimental and I dream of it–especially cocooning away under a warm blanket with the happy knowledge that I am not needed out there…

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Mysteries of Omaha: 2226 Howard Street

If I told you there was a small neighborhood in Downtown Omaha that had the look and feel of a 1920s or 1930s movie set, would you catch a dimbox over there as quickly as you could just to get a gander? Because there is such a strange, thrilling stretch of architecture right in our midst and I’m goofy for it. The Historic Howard Street Apartment District is simply transportive. Go have a…

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The Case of the Curious Cricket Room and Burgess-Nash Company

There was never an afternoon that I didn’t look forward to a trip to Downtown Omaha with my grandmother. I felt like I was going back in time. She would get dressed up and expected that I would dress up as well. It seemed that all of the older women observed that rule. Even as I child I had the awareness of the ghostlike, bustling, bygone era of a thriving downtown that I had just missed by…

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Bertha Yost Offutt and the Mysterious Gold Coast Mansion Part Two

Omaha friends, I’ve been hoping that you’d drop in. Your hands are like ice. It’s bad out there. No cabs to be had out there, as they say in a favorite holiday song. Might I recommend you just hunker down and stay a while? We are in good company, friends. Settle in and make a hot drink. Mr. Cassette is currently building us a fire. Eartha Kitt and Bing Crosby’s voices are floating through the…

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Mysteries of Omaha: The Log Cabin and the Jones Street Bridge

If you did not know it or maybe, if you were deep in thought (or woefully of the unobservant type), you might have never seen or even heard tell of the Jones Street footbridge through the foliage of Elmwood Park. It is now formally called the Jones Walk, which I only just stumbled across on a map. I am making excuses here but maybe if you happened to be of the Timid Type or if your mother…

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The Secret of Burt Street

I remember fake falling asleep in the backseat of the family car driving home after special nights in Downtown Omaha. Father of Miss Cassette had a number of favored routes that would return us to our home in Benson but his chosen path seemed to be a quick spin on 480. I don’t know why and if I asked him these days, he probably wouldn’t remember it at all. I would close my eyes on 480 because…

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Bertha Yost Offutt and the Mysterious Gold Coast Mansion

Had one been in the habit of making squealing sounds of delight, this would have been an occasion for doing so. It all began when I opened an email from Sherri Moore, Director of Events for Joslyn Castle, asking for a bit of assistance with the historical research of their slated fall tour. Along with the squeals of delight (yes, a few sounds might have escaped my lips), I also felt a…

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The Quest for Miss Adelaide Fogg

I was at the downtown W. Dale Clark Library many months ago when I first came upon her name. I was deep in research, working a case, looking to put the finger on some gin mill or grifter long before my time. Gunnin’ for a piece of evidence from one case or another. I can’t be sure now….but I’m trying to sound really tough in my Burberry trench on this rainy day. Adelaide Fogg. The 1927…

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The Secret of the Muse Theater

There was always so much to see from the backseat of my parents’ automobile. I particularly loved the long, seemingly, tangled journey from Benson to any fine restaurant downtown and back again in the black of night. Like a tour of the exotic world, Downtown Omaha at night seemed peppered with all sorts of flamboyant characters from faraway, novel places. Or like a well-constructed set of…

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Wondrous Advertisements of Omaha

Simply the best advertisement in all of Omaha. February 27, 1927. The electric sink, which sounds dangerous to my ears, was “waiting now to do the dishes for you three times a day every day–as long as you live.” Mr. Cassette and I laughed and laughed about the innocence and darkness inherent to this ad. Meanwhile the illustration is absolutely the sweetest storybook ever. The leaded glass…

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The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part Three

This is the third and final installment of the Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage. If you are joining us for the first time, please take a spell to get up to speed on our newest investigation. Believe me, reading The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part One and The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part Two will give you the particulars you might enjoy…

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The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part Two

This installment is Part Two in an ongoing series on the mysterious French country home located in the Rockbrook Neighborhood. If you are joining us for the first time, please take some time to get up to speed on our newest investigation. Believe me, reading The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part One first will make this all the more enjoyable as I won’t be retracing our…

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The Curious Case of the French Fairytale Cottage: Part One

One of the many past times Father and Mother of Miss Cassette encouraged while I was growing up was a love of reading in bed, right before lights out. Father of Miss Cassette would often cloister away and read during a weekend day or in the evening, which was an unspoken understanding between us all. This indulgence was viewed as more of an essential, I guess, than a treat. I am sure it could…

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