Hey all, this is Nate and this is not a new episode for good reason. I am moving. We're just

bought a house. I guess you could see we're attempting to move at the moment. I thought

it'd be moving like today, but instead there's, you know, the closing gets pushed and then

the painter can't start and the mover needs another day and the things have to be packed

and the mold guy and on and on and if you've bought a house particularly in the post 2008

mortgage lending rules in which you, there's a million documents that need to be supplied

yesterday. You can probably relate. But where this matters to you if it does it all is

that I just needed some time and space and I've decided to take it now. So today as

I prepare to move out of a lovely house that has gotten a little too small for us. An

old craftsman in the foot of the hill where the Hollywood sign stands to another one, a

little bigger, the foot of the hill where Griffith Park Observatory stands. This is the

first house we've ever owned. This is the house where our daughter has spent every one

of her 10 years thanks to givings, Christmases, Passover Sators, where my wife and I entered

our forties when our careers took shape. The place where every episode of the memory

palace has been recorded. The place where we have lived for 11 of the houses 101 years.

You're going to play you an old episode about another old house and then I will be back

with a new story from a new old house a couple of weeks down the road. Here you go.

This is the memory palace. I'm Nate DeMoeu. I spent my 20s and providence. I lived in a

two-story tenement on the west side of the city, on the other side of the highway from

downtown, in the other side of the tracks from Brown University and the fancy houses of

the east side. My mom grew up in that house. Her father did too. And after my grandfather

died at 86 years old, it turned out that his widow couldn't take living there anymore.

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