According to local lore, the major’s “duppy,” dressed in white, rides a white horse around the hilltop, carrying his head underneath his arm. The sacrilegious tractor never worked properly again.
Nobody knows what eventually destroyed the property’s original structure, although the adjoining “counting house,” or estate office, survived. The rest lay in ruins until the 1930’s when Charles Cotter, a former neighboring playmate of the Michelin children, rebuilt Golden Spring much as it is today, He lived there with his wife for fifty years. My own love affair with the place has been going on for more than thirty, I quite understand why the major doesn’t want to leave.
Graham Davis and his wife Linda no longer live at Golden Spring, but spend their summers on the shores of Lake Michigan and their winters in Naples Florida