W.A. Coolidge Company is a full service construction company serving the Seacoast of New Hampshire, Maine, and Northern Massachusetts. The owners, Wayne A. Coolidge and Wendy A. Wentworth Coolidge have been partners for over 30 years. We specialize in high quality residential and commercial building, renovations, and restorations.
The Coolidge Company is about flexibility, innovation, and results. Our company will focus on your precise wishes in order to deliver cost-effective solutions to any project. We strive to offer superior quality by using and overseeing the best and reliable subcontractors and suppliers in the area. We believe that every project that we undertake will be completed within a timely fashion as if it was our personal home. We offer first class craftsmanship and attention to detail from start to finish. We want to make your dream project a reality along with providing a fun and memorable experience.
An elegant master en suite complete with dual vanities, a soaking tub, a separate toilet room, tile floor, and custom shower. Everything needed for this spa style bathroom. (Andover, MA)
By: Wayne Coolidge
One April Fool’s Day our youngest daughter, Melissa, climbed in the clothes hamper and waited for 30 minutes for her sister, Rebecca, to bring her dirty clothes in. Her patience paid off and she scared the bejesus out of her sister and still to this day, it is a classic ‘surprise’ story.
Whether surprising someone on purpose or by mistake – it still has the same outcome.
Like the time I went to our bedroom to get changed and noticed that the walk-in closet light was on. Not needing to go in there, I shut it off. Except I didn’t realize Wendy was in there and she came out to see why the light went off. I was just turning away from the door, as she came out and scared the hell out of me. She got a good laugh as I fell back into the bed and then onto the floor. I may or may not have peed a little.
Or the time my business partner, Daryl, came over for dinner one night and we probably put back a few too many beers. We lived next to the Pine Hill Cemetery and thought, as the clock struck midnight, that it would be fun to take a walk among the tomb stones. We walked up and down between the crypts and sacred grounds trying to out-do the other with scary stories. As we started heading back, we noticed a white ghostly figure in the distance. We nervously laughed and threatened each other that the figure was coming for them. But apparently it was coming for both of us, because no matter how we zigged or zagged our way out of the cemetery, it was closing in on us. Suddenly dread and fear took over and paralyzed us as the creature was about ten feet away and still advancing. All the hair on my body stood straight up as the supernatural being said in a scary voice, “Do you know what time it is?” I know the answer was going to be ‘time for us to die’, as I fell backwards in fright. Suddenly, the moonlight shone through a break in the trees and I recognized that it was Wendy in her white sweater laughing uncontrollably. But it was too late… I may or may not have peed a little.
But the all-time classic was when our Dad got the four of us siblings all at once. I was 15, Cristin was 13, Bryan was 12, and Paul was 10. Our parents were watching TV after dinner and we asked for permission to go out and play. Our Dad said, “Sure, but stay away from the barn because it is dark out”. We lived in a colonial with a dilapidated barn about 20’ behind the house with some woods running along the side of the property. It was one of those pitch black nights out when there was no moon. But it was like our Dad had planted the seed about the scary barn and we saw that the big sliding door was open about a foot. It was even darker inside the barn, so we decided that it would be fun to play a game of chicken. The challenge gauntlet was pronounced – first one to touch the barn door wins. It was the typical game of chicken, someone would get to within 10’ of the door and run away, then the next person would get to within 9’ and run away, and so forth.
Unbeknownst to us, our Dad went out the front door, down along the side of the house, through the wood line, and into the back door of the barn. Our game had progressed to where the four of us were standing shoulder to shoulder in a straight line and the door was just about in our reach. But just as I was reaching out for the gaming winning move, a monster came out of the barn screaming. I was way beyond scared and we all probably looked like those fainting goats as we fell backward onto the ground. There stood our dad laughing out of control. This time there was no ‘may or may not’ – I peed myself a little!
Tip of the Month: July
Household Tip: Fold your sheets and put them in one of the matching pillow cases for a neat and tidy shelf. Next time you need a change of bed sheets, everything is easily accessible!