The Front Door…is Back…

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I remember the last time I stepped through the front door of my mother’s house. My girlfriend (now my wife) and I dropped off a bag of groceries. We left it on my mother’s kitchen table, a table that I’d had a million meals at. We talked to my mom for awhile…then we were on our way.

We had no idea that just about 48 hour later, that house and every house around it would be gone. I would never walk through that front door again.  My mother went out that very door just in time.

The idea of ever seeing our family house again didn’t seem like a reality.

Thanks to the team at First Interstate, our home is nearing completion. They have been great partners throughout this process.

Just today, I received this picture of our family house…with the new front door. I stared at it for a long time. The rebuild is becoming reality. Soon, we will walk through our front door again.  What a crazy two years it’s been.