Playing to Their Strengths
Playing to Their Strengths
A home-run reno for two former athletic stars
By Cynthia Adams
Photographs by Amy Freeman
Houston and Emily Summers share a formidable drive. After playing pro baseball with the Arizona Diamondbacks, he started his own business. She earned All-ACC honors 12 times and is about to complete medical school.
They’re only in their 30s. And they’re new parents.
Whether coping with the pressures of athletics or professional competition, they both excel, also proving a sunny-natured resilience.
There is also mutual modesty.
Inside Emily’s study in the couple’s restored vintage North Elm Street bungalow are trophies — numerous ones — clues to the remarkable lives the young couple have already led. Houston proudly points to some she won back in high school in West Virginia, where she was a record-smashing track-and-field athlete of the year in Buckhannon.
He is no less remarkable.
As a track star who also played on the baseball field as pitcher and catcher at Northeast Guilford High School, recruiters noted Houston’s athleticism.
After graduation, he became the youngest American-born baseball player drafted by the Arizona Diamondbacks, signing three months shy of his 18th birthday. Too young to rent an apartment, he initially lived with a host family.
Houston’s contract stipulated that the Diamondbacks pay for his undergraduate education. Carolina, he says, was always in mind.
Eight years later, Houston left professional baseball after seven seasons to attend UNC-Chapel Hill, long determined to get into “the best school in North Carolina I could.”
From being a notably young ball player, Houston had become a 25-year-old college freshman eager to pursue a medical degree, a goal since weathering his own medical trauma. At age 11, he developed a non-malignant tumor in his right brain diagnosed as a juvenile nasopharyngeal angiofibroma.
“It’s a pretty rare tumor,” he explains, and a highly vascular one causing headaches and blurred vision.
“I couldn’t smell, couldn’t taste, couldn’t really hear out of my right ear.” Ironically, the benign tumor had grown swiftly to the size of a baseball. He minimizes this, saying, “It wasn’t horrible, horrible.”
At age 13, Houston underwent an 18-hour-long surgery. Today, a long scar on the right side of his skull is well concealed by clipped hair. Even up close, it is nearly invisible.
He determinedly mounted a full recovery, ignoring doctors’ orders to rest. In fact, because he didn’t listen, he suffered an accident that Houston says left him with a slight indentation in his skull. He laughs it off. Yet the harrowing experience had an impact.
“That sparked my interest in medicine.”
At Carolina, Houston tried out for the track-and-field team, but a coach redirected him. Former ball players, the coach reasoned, had an easier time becoming proficient in javelin throwing.
The sports-minded new college student “still wanted to compete.”
In his sophomore year, Emily caught Houston’s eye when attending a track-and-field picnic for the team and its incoming members. She was an 18-year-old athletic star focused on the heptathlon and high jump. “She is just very modest, but multiple-time West Virginia Gatorade Player of the Year. Junior Olympic champion.” He calls her “the real athlete.”
He recalls chatting with Emily, who asked him, “Well, how old are you?” Avoiding giving her a number, he coyly replied, “I’m a sophomore.” He laughs at the memory. “Like that was it, period.”
Meanwhile, Houston doggedly worked to prove himself in javelin. He became an honor student and earned All-Atlantic Coast Conference honors in the javelin.
Emily demurs, stressing that javelin was not her best sport, as she scoops up their smiling and gurgling baby, Julia, just waking from a nap.
A Tar Heel student-athlete, Emily earned All-ACC honors 12 times. In 2016, Emily and Houston were both named to the Capital One Academic All-District 3 teams. She was a junior (named for the second year). Houston, who served as a student body president, finished a degree in psychology.
In 2018, Emily was selected as a Chancellor’s Fellow, the first student-athlete to do so, after earning a degree in business. The University quipped in a media release that she jumped at the opportunity.
While a fellow, Emily applied to medical school. “It was interesting because I thought I was going to do consulting, then I wanted healthcare,” says Emily. Her mother, she points out, was a nurse. So was Houston’s.
Funnily enough, Houston was the one to wind up in consulting, working with Deloitte for a couple of years. Then, on July 7, 2018, the couple wed.
He and a partner acquired Sasser Restoration in nearby Whitsett. Houston says they work “in the eye of the storm,” mitigating fire, flood and mold damage for commercial businesses.
In 2023, he found a promising listing on Zillow within blocks of Cone Health System, where Emily, now a fourth-year UNC medical student, was doing a specialized rotation. The Summerses purchased that listing in April that year.
Houston’s family was conveniently nearby in Summerfield. Emily had a sister living in Burlington.
The house offered ample square footage at 2,550 square feet, even before Julia was born. Baby’s arrival made four; the Summerses owned a sweetly natured brown-and-white Newfoundland-poodle mix named Oliver.
While the bungalow looked great, their “new” one-story home was 90 years old. As their first home, they were keen to know its back story.
Neighbors believed the house was built for one of two sisters who lived side-by-side and shared a driveway. They didn’t have particulars, nor names, but dated the house to 1935–1939.
No records could be found to support the winsome story about the sisters. The address first appeared in Hill’s Greensboro City Directory by 1936, with Henry Wiseman Kendall listed as owner. (He is likely the same distinguished journalist and newspaper editor who later won multiple honors for journalism.)
A previous renovation had gutted and replaced the kitchen, giving it handsome maple cupboards, double ovens, and a large center island. The original red-oak flooring was restored to a gleaming finish.
They thoughtfully began to make it their own.
Just one look at the home’s curb appeal suggests they intuitively understood exactly how to play to its strengths. With white clapboard replacing aluminum siding, shaker shingles and copper gutters, it has all the elements of a historic bungalow’s best.
Since the Summerses took ownership, the home’s stylish evolution on one of Greensboro’s oldest streets has become obvious.
“It’s eye-catching,” says a business owner who passes by daily and enjoys watching each tweak and improvement.
“But, you know, it’s a 1930s home,” says Houston, who points out that as great as the house looks now, there were also drawbacks. “There’s no insulation in the exterior walls. There are original windows.”
And that fed other concerns.
In the summertime, their air conditioning is constantly running; in the winter, it’s the heat. Apart from the kitchen, the Summerses have scrutinized almost every other square inch. “We’ve done everything else, like [refining] built-ins and changes to the fireplace.”
Houston points out style details that elevated the front room. He changed the red brick fireplace, creating a neutral, soft-white, plaster-like finish of his own design for the mantle, overmantel and surround. He installed neutral tile to define the hearth.
Original features were kept but enhanced by modifications Houston designed himself. The built-in bookcases in the living room were extended to the ceiling to surround the windows, with added doors below.
Houston does a walk-through from the living room towards the back of the house. He mentions swinging doors that once closed the living room off from the connecting dining room. At some point, those were removed.
“But everything else [remaining] is original to the home . . . We took the mentality of, ‘I don’t know what it looked like in 1935 when it was built, but let’s imagine what it would look like if we were in 1935 and building.’ What might it have been?”
As with any older home, mysteries presented themselves.
“There used to be a walkway to the front door,” he says. “We believe the front door of the house used to be where the master bathroom is now.” During the main bathroom remodel this year, Houston unearthed signs of a second front doorway, long boarded over. Was it for a separate business entrance for a home office, as was a common practice at that time? Both doctors and lawyers often separated public and private entrances.
He is puzzled, but shrugs.
“So, there’s definitely been some changes to this home over the last almost 100 years.”
Houston and Emily wanted to incorporate the aesthetics of California designer Rose Tarlow and Steve and Brooke Giannetti, an architect/designer couple now based in Tennessee.
“I really feel like our style — we really don’t talk about it — it’s just kind of we have a natural alignment with what we like or what we think,” says Houston. “It can be a little different, a little quirky, but it’s really this clean, more neutral tone, maybe a little bit of modern, but also of a tie to some classical stuff. It’s just this organic blend.”
Houston took the lead in planning refurbishments as Emily focused upon medical studies and her pregnancy last summer. “But,” she confirms his thoughts, “we complemented each other. We have similar tastes.”
Houston volunteers that beyond style, durability and comfort mattered to both. Especially in home furnishings. And he didn’t mind imperfections. He brakes for antique and consignment stores, scoring a distressed-leather Ralph Lauren Chesterfield-style sofa — that would retail for thousands — for the sunporch for $220.
“Oliver loves sleeping on it every night,” Emily says.
Just off the sunporch, there’s a favorite sunny spot for early mornings with a hot cuppa or cold drink. A built-in niche was designed with space for a comfy chair, coffee maker and an ice machine.
And there were additional built-ins in the office/study, which Houston spiffed up with lower doors and contrasting paint.
The bungalow’s corner lot received upgrades, too, with landscaping reworked to boost its considerable cottage appeal. Hydrangeas and boxwoods, plus a new brick walkway leading to a covered porch with seating and wooden planters, upped the Southern charm factor. A white picket fence, soon to be replaced with a more period-appropriate style, cements the storybook cottage impression.
Meanwhile, as he feathered their nest, Julia was set to make her debut early this year. Houston sped to complete the bathroom redo after a plumbing snag caused flooding. He describes racing barefoot down Elm Street in the dead of winter trying to isolate the main water cutoff, finding a City water and sewer crew working nearby, a story that is only funny in hindsight.
Emily, former athletic star, laughingly recalls how she no longer raced anywhere — having regressed from running to walking with Oliver as the pregnancy advanced and her center of gravity shifted dramatically.
She approached the pregnancy experience with complete calm, says Houston.
In fact, she is steadfast in the face of new motherhood, too. Emily bounces Julia, whose eyes widen into circles as Oliver sits patiently at Mom’s feet. In March 2027, Emily learns where she will be matched for the next step, her medical residency, on what is called the “match date.”
The unknowable future — either the stuff of concern or celebration — always depends upon perspective.
The Summerses gamely anticipate what comes next. Their penchant for clearing hurdles is simply part of the fun. OH
