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Reflooring My Upstairs: Valuable Lessons

My wife Lauren and I have  been renting from her parents for the last year, and currently live in the house where she spent the majority of her teenage years. It’s been a good setup for us. They are giving us an incredible deal, which has allowed us to live in a part of town where Lauren feels safe. You see, Lauren was diagnosed with bipolar disorder several years ago, and the feeling of safety (and lack of triggers for paranoia) are a big deal for her.

After pulling up the carpet, I found that portions of the original MDF particle board underneath were swollen from cat pee from long ago. It was horridly disgusting.

Unfortunately, when Lauren’s family lived here, there was a cat. Who peed. A lot.

I noticed the stench from day one, and it was awful. Before moving in, I rented a carpet cleaner from Home Depot, used a lot of baking soda, and did everything I could to clean the floors. That helped some, but the stench was still there. We had a heavy-duty air purifier going 24×7 which also helped, but it still wasn’t enough. I complained about it almost constantly, but it didn’t seem to bother Lauren. Until….

A few months ago, Lauren’s naturopath told us about the toxic effects that cat pee, in particular, can be to humans – and especially to babies crawling around.

At the time, Lauren and I weren’t pregnant nor were we thinking about having kids in the immediate future, but this was a wake-up call, and we finally decided to talk to her parents about having the upstairs refloored.

Without thinking about the work involved too much or the implications, Lauren and I offered for me to do the work. Huge mistake! As anyone who has done home renovations or remodeling projects knows, the amount of time that you think a project will take is never accurate – and the time commitment winds up being a lot more (and the project often times becomes a lot more complicated along the way).

Just about anything that could go wrong, did go wrong. I had hardly any experience with this type of work either.

As of this blog post, though, the project is nearing completion, I have had friends, my brother (who was once a general contractor), and Lauren’s dad help me on multiple occasions, and I’ve learned quite a bit about redoing floors (including floor joists and frames), drywall, tiling, and more.

A section of the hall, where the cat peed on the wall. I took up some of the flooring too, to be sure I got it all.

Without further ado, here are some of the valuable lessons I’ve learned along the way:

  1. If cat pee smells even before you start to take up carpet, it’s going to be a lot worse once the carpet is up.
  2. Vinegar is supposed to help neutralize cat odor. If there’s a lot of pee, though, don’t waste your time. Tear all of the affected parts of the floor and drywall out. Nothing will get rid of the stench.
  3. No, really, tear everything out. ESPECIALLY if it got onto the drywall. You see, drywall can’t really get wet. If it does, it just absorbs the moisture (think: cat pee. And the integrity – strength, if you will – will decrease).
  4. Carpenters who originally put down MDF particle board on top of plywood should be defenestrated. They saved maybe a few cents per square feet – but that’s not the proper way to lay subfloor. Also, MDF particle board absorbs liquids too (and swells up. See points #2 and #3).
  5. Cats sometimes spray their pee vertically (supposedly to mark their territory). When this is done to drywall, over several years, it is disgusting.
  6. I now know how to replace drywall.
  7. I know what thickness plywood used for subflooring should be (it’s 3/4 inch, by the way)
  8. Do not, under any circumstance, cut out (or allow your friends with carpentry experience to cut out) the bathroom floor without actual evidence of a leak or other problem.
    • My friend, who meant well, cut out the floor of an entire bathroom, because he wanted to make sure that everything was “fine” underneath. It was. But that also added a significant amount of work to the project, as I had to install new floor joists along the edge of where the cuts were made, to support the new flooring that I would eventually put in.
  9. I now know how to install floor joists
  10. Last, but certainly not least: to be able to live in a house without the smell of cat pee is a wonderful thing indeed.
  11. Bonus: Don’t volunteer to refloor a house that you don’t own without fully knowing what you’re getting into. (Special thanks, though, to my father-in-law who has come out several weekends to help me on this project, and who temporarily reduced my rent to help account for all of the time I was spending on the project).

New floor joists that I installed into the bathroom. Interestingly, there were not supports originally underneath the toilet. I put some in!

As annoying as this project has been, and as much work as I’ve put into this project without a whole lot in return, I can safely say that I am a much more experienced carpenter now, and many of the skills that I self-taught myself along the way will be invaluable to me for the rest of my life.



Help Me Find My Late Grandparents’ Missing Post-WWII Wedding Photographs

Published on 10/1/2014

If you’re looking to help solve a great mystery, this is one for the ages! I’m reaching out to the public for help, and am hoping to crowd-source some missing photographs.

Maurice Langhorn Martin, image courtesy of

Maurice Langhorn Martin Image courtesy of

I’m the grandson of the late Col. Maurice L. Martin (USMA Class of 1943, pictured right), who was a fighter pilot in 3 wars including WWII. “Colonel” had quite a career in the US Air Force. After graduating from West Point, he went to Germany at the end of WWII, and was a commander by 1947.

Later, he went on to become the third Athletic Director for the Air Force Academy from 1960 – 1963, and oversaw the building of the Falcon’s stadium!

In November, 1946, my grandfather got married in Germany. But this is where the story really gets interesting!

Because of his rank and influence, many of the higher-ranking fighter pilots who were in Germany at the time attended his wedding.

Little did anyone know that the hired photographer was there to spy on the wedding guests, and was going to try to pass the wedding photos over to the Russians! The wedding photographer was later captured (with the photos) after trying to enter a Russian zone. The photos were classified, we think under the photographer’s name (which we do not have).

After several family members have spent years researching where these photographs might have turned up, and after I’ve spent months writing emails to various museums, the National Archives, and various Air Force historical associations, as well as countless hours on Google, I’ve decide to reach out to the public for crowd-sourced help in finding any photographs of my grandfather – but especially for help in finding any possible wedding photographs!

My grandfather, Maurice Martin, is pictured 3rd from the right in this photo.

My grandfather is pictured 3rd from the right.

Here’s a snippet of Col. Martin’s career around the time that he got married:

  • 2 October 1944 (Captain): 390 Fighter Squadron
  • 1945 (Major): 9th Air Force
  • November 23rd, 1946 – Got Married
  • February 1947 (Col): Commander, 86th Fighter Group

The wedding was at St. Peter’s Church in Fritzlar, Germany, and the reception was at the Fürstenhof Hotel, in Bad Wildungen.

This is an interesting account from one of my aunts before my grandmother passed away several years ago:

Mom had found out from one of their friends at the Pentagon (while dancing with him at some affair) that he had seen their photos in Classified documents that at that time were still classified. He told mom that he had seen her wedding photos. She replied that their weren’t any because of bad developments and he told her that they had been sold to the Russians. When I searched, with help from a member of the Armed Services Committee in Congress, I was told that the documents were no longer classified but that they were filed under the name of the Russian spy who had them when captured, so we needed his name to find them.

No additional information is known about the photographer. At one time, I believe someone in my extended family contacted St. Peter’s Church to ask if they have any records from that time period, and learned that they do not. However, I have not directly corresponded with the church (nor do I speak or understand German).

If you, or someone you know, might be able to help me locate these wedding photographs, please leave a comment below, or contact me. Thank you in advance!