The House on Mountain Road (2017)

Rose Perez’s house was a museum

The best kind.

It flowed with clothes racks, love, tortillas, and daytime TV. She and Manuel bought it in the 50s, and raised almost everyone in their family here. In 2005, I met her grandson, and we were best friends by year end.

When you visited Rose’s house, you became a part of it: ducking the shirts racked and drying in the hallway; pouring coffee from the same carafe she and Manuel made it in for 50 years; politely failing to stop her from making you breakfast at 4:00pm.

Rose died in 2016. A few months before his family would sell the house out from under him, we took a few days to document what was left.