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World's Nicest Guy?

This is Jeffrey Sutor, and in my world he is.  Jeff's willingness to quit what he was doing during his busy time and help me with the house was nothing short of heroic.  His "in-kind" contributions were way above and beyond the call of duty.  Thanks Mr. Sutor, and thanks, too, for the tour of your lovely home.  We will be having a Jeff  and Carol appreciation night when the wine they gave us will flow freely and the thanks endless.

By the way, Mr. Sutor joined the happy Mary Davis staff shortly after me but escaped to work for the state at Henry Hill.  He retired a couple years ago but has never been busier.  A nice guy, true friend and hope to do some riding with him when/if I return to Illinois.




Santa came early this year.  This, folks, is Mr. Jeff Sutor of Sutor Woods.  He lives somewhere in Knox County east of Wataga: "you can't get there from here" seems apt given only a GPS devise could possibly do the trick.  


The open floor arrangement is homey and the wood gives it a perfectly rustic look.


Beautiful arrangement, expertly appointed and as comfortable as you can get.


Gorgeous hardwoods from another Sutor residence makes for a striking all-wood home.  There are drywall panels only in one area of the basement.  Otherwise this is strictly an all-wood home.


The exterior of this oasis in the forest. 



This picture was taken by Jeffrey a few days ago from his front porch.  That may not be heaven, but it surely is a small piece of it.  What a place!  



The Master bedroom. Pretty, isn't it?


Jeff and Carol have built a really nice bar downstairs,  Nicely decorated with knick- knacks, and personal memorabilia on the walls.   The Sutors also make their own beer and wine. 

 


Along the way back to known civilization, we spotted this lonely old country lane to who-knows-where.  Stopping to take a pic or two on the way home and never noticing until I posted this that there appears to be a person at the end of the lane.  Look at the far end in the middle of the lane.  Ghost?  Branches?  All I can tell you is that there was no one when I snapped the pic.  Click to enlarge.  No one there, right?  Right.....hello.......anyone there???  

Since my visit, Jeff was diagnosed with a rotator cuff injury that he sustained before he helped me with the Henderson residence.  So not only did I get free time labor and materials, I got it under physical duress as well.  Is Jeff Santa?  Well, like he said, pay it forward, and I intend to do that.  Thanks Jeff.  It was nice to see you again, and Carol as well. You both look great and again, thanks so much.

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