“And you may find yourself
In another part of the world
And you may find yourself Behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house
With a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, well
How did I get here?”
For the first half of my life or so I lived in the North, then South and finally, the center of it. For about 15 years or so my wife and I have lived for periods in Los Angeles and London. Since then we have traveled extensively. Both internationally and perhaps more importantly, domestically, in a quest to find our perfect piece of America in which to settle. We chose Bozeman.
Dione and I live in small orange house on the south west of Downtown. We call it the Pumpkin House. We bought a this small but perfectly formed little cottage, that had been painstakingly remodeled by its previous owner. We elected to buy less space closer to Downtown rather the more, on the outskirts. And we have never regretted that decision.
The capacity to walk downtown was a prerequisite and we do so often, in almost all weather. The streets that form this wonderful network of history offer a charm that has been lost to many small American towns. The people that make up the community will, as a rule, smile and acknowledge you as you pass. Coming from London that never gets old.
Our love affair with Bozeman has developed over the years prior and post our move here. We feel very privileged to live in this town. Dione and I try our best to involve ourselves in the community and support local initiatives including the local food bank, where we volunteer to collect from our neighbors at various time of the year.
We have an very active young Australian Sheppard / Catahoula mix dog, who you will find strapped to one of us most of the time, or romping with his pals at Cooper Park. I am registered as a local guide with Google and an active member of the Ask Bozeman online community. I would relish the opportunity of sharing with you my enthusiasm for this part of Montana and Montana in general.