You have seen this house. You have seen the horse bust on the wooden picket gate, the white-washed, slurried brick, and the thick mane of overgrown wisteria that made you want to go home and give your plants super food.
(Perhaps you have even snipped off a stem?)
You have gazed at it when you were on Preston Road northbound, the red light grounding you long enough to take in the four corners at University. But I guarantee you, Santa Clause could be on one of those corners in August and you would not see him. The only thing you or anyone ever sees is 4100 University. The home is one of the few remaining original Dilbeck duplexes in UP. It is like a little country cottage camouflaged by rich shrubbery that, even before I knew what a Dilbeck was, drew me into a love affair with this house.