2893 Route 305, Cuba, NY 14727

I grew up in this house. Nearly every corner holds a memory shared with at least one of my five siblings, my parents, or one of our dogs. Wrestling matches in the living room. Learning to rollerblade in the basement. Wiffle ball in the backyard on summer evenings. Countless meals made in that kitchen and eaten around that dining room table — the same table that is still there, with twenty-five years of family history. The community itself is something rare. West Clarksville is the kind of town that feels like stepping back to a time when you actually knew your neighbors — and trusted that they would look out for you. It is quiet in the way that only a rural town can be quiet: birdsong in the morning, crickets at night, children laughing in backyards, dogs barking in the distance. The kind of quiet that lets you breathe and be human again. And the views are stunning. The rolling hills of this valley are nothing short of breathtaking. The kind of landscape that stops you mid-thought and reminds you how extraordinary it is to live on this planet. And being just 10-15 minutes from Cuba, Bolivar, and Portville means nearly anything you need is close by – including Sprague's Maple Farms for the breakfast addicts like me. I hope whoever calls this home next fills it with the same noise, love, and life that it was built to hold.