Elmwood seems frozen in time at the death of Emma Watts in 1970. Her room with canopy bed, drawers with medicine bottles filled with button and coins, books to be read and precise furniture settings–even the kitchen drain–are as she left them. But the estate was not neglected. Maintenance staff has provided regular oversight and performed upkeep. While restoration work is clearly needed, as a view of the service stairway shows, some furnishings are threadbare and communication systems need updating (note crank telephone still installed in the servants’ quarters), Elmwood is structurally sound, a gracefully aging beauty and priceless treasure of our past.