It’s a specific kind of co-housing community. In 1979, all the families came together to purchase the land and 15 homes were built. They were interested in this idea of communal-style living. The community collectively owns the seven-and-a-half acres that we all live on. We each own our own home, but all of the ground in between everything, you’re free to walk on, touch, and use—and we all maintain it together.
Scott and I never thought of ourselves as overly neighborly, but we wanted to explore this way of thinking and living that people seem to be moving away from, which is in really sharing your lives with complete strangers. So we were very lucky to have found the house and to get it.
All the decisions related to the community are made by consensus, not by majority. So it's very slow moving, always. We meet monthly. Monthly is a lot! That’s every four weeks, for consensus. Fuck! That’s so difficult! But every month we go to the community building, have a potluck dinner together, and do the meeting. Not every meeting is as interesting as another, depending on what the agenda is. Sometimes not everybody’s present, and you can't make decisions without a quorum, of course. You can’t talk without raising your hand, which is a little bit weird as an adult, but it’s the only way you can do it. Otherwise everybody would be yelling and talking over each other. It’s pretty fascinating to see how people maintain that. In this community, there are still a number of people who either were here from the very beginning, or really close to it, so it’s an amazing archive of the history of the place.