Summary of “House Un-American”

Past the threshold, the house seems to open on hinges like a multi-level jewelry box.
The house itself is five long rooms in one long flow.
My grandparents, Hyman and Esther Engelberg, worked closely with Harrison on the plans for the house.
As we approached the top of the driveway, the breeze carried the scent of licorice, a wild licorice that grew full and weedy in front of my grandmother’s house.
The House Un-American Activities Committee, or HUAC as it was known, called more than 100 witnesses, asking actors, writers, directors, and others to answer to whether they were members of the Communist Party, and to provide lists of names – anyone in show business with “Red” sympathies.
My mother had sold her West Los Angeles apartment and lived part time in Manhattan herself, but she was at that time staying with her former mother-in-law – Esther – in the St. Ives house.
Esther, on the other hand, had no college education, had been raised on a farm, tended house and garden, raised three boys, stood appealingly on the arms of both her husbands, helping them to achieve success.
It seemed wrong, disloyal for the house to exist without its original occupants, a betrayal of the dramas that had ensued there, as if those dramas were somehow formative for the house itself.

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