The house was a wreck, a real fixer-upper and when we moved in, we continued the fixing up. The house used a hand-dug well that often ran dry in the summertime until the 1980s when we finally connected to the city water lines. The reason his parents had never gotten city water was that the water lines didn't pass our house. The development built on the Cub Hill house land, got city water the minute the houses were built. We didn't have access until a development was built on the wooded lot across the street.
After we moved in, we helped fund electrical heat in the kitchen/ dining room and began using a wood stove to heat the living room - which brought the temperature up into the 70s. nice. We still used individual portable electric heaters in our bedrooms.
Shoveling out after snowstorms was still difficult because of the long driveway to reach the road. My husband used a snowplow attachment to his heavy duty lawnmower (a Gravely) to do a lot of it, but we also had to do a lot of hand shoveling.
Now you know why I moved to southern California to be with my girls after my husband died -- I just couldn't handle the upkeep of this property by myself.
There's an article about this house on Wikipedia which is only halfway correct. The original writer actually used a picture of a different house that was build down the road from the actual Cub Hill House and some of his information was wrong. My husband corrected the entry several times, but the original writer kept changing it back. Too Bad.
It was declared a historical site some years ago. Near that traffic speed sign is a plaque stating it.