In 1988, as a teenager, I moved across the Atlantic from England, to a house on Ridge Road where I lived for 5 years.  23 years later, I returned to the same street.  My husband and I purchased a 1930’s Dutch Colonial that was in need of love and attention.  We had only seen the outside and a FaceTime tour before taking the leap to put in an offer. With a leaking roof, peeling paint, and some questionable plumbing, we set about making this our home as we returned to the Ridge.