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Six-2
THE MYER ESTATE WAS once on the outskirts of Myerton when built in the 1800s. Since then, the town had grown around it, but a large expanse of grounds and a stone wall separate the estate from the surrounding homes. The metal gates open as I drive up. I suppose someone is watching my arrival on a camera somewhere. The driveway curves through a tree-lined lawn leading to the entrance. The Myer home is a sprawling example of pre-Civil War Greek Revival architecture, added on repeatedly through the years as the family’s wealth and influence grew. Two stories with two one-story wings on either side, the house is a whitewashed stone and brick edifice that looks like its builders meant for it to stand as long as the mountains surrounding it. But time has taken its toll. Ivy snakes up its walls
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