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spy vs. spy.


The FBI’s spy house on Wisconsin Avenue, in Washington, D.C.

This painfully obvious spy house sits right across the street from the Russian Embassy.

Cameras can be seen in the tinted skylights on the roof. 

In the midcentury, the house at 2619 Wisconsin Avenue was attractive to all sorts of homebuyers: It had a big front porch, three stories, and was located in a family-friendly, residential neighborhood. Most attractive of all—to the FBI—it sat directly across the street from the  Russian Embassy.

In 1977, the Soviet Union Embassy moved into a new building complex. It follows that, in the chaos of constructing the huge building, the FBI and the NSA would set up a secret spying station directly across the street.

According to most accounts, the house’s cover was negligible. The curtains were always drawn and no mail was ever delivered to the house, yet people were frequently seen coming and going. Cameras could be clearly spotted in the windows, filming all those who entered the Russian Embassy across the street. One local even reported seeing a long telescopic lens sticking out from a window late at night. In an attempt to up its anonymity, two FBI agents eventually moved into the house, though no one who knew of the house was fooled. The house’s owner was listed as “FBI” in public records, and its inhabitant’s occupation as “Clerk – really a spy.”

The FBI’s uses for the house may have gone beyond playing paparazzi. Operation MONOPOLY was a secret plan to dig a tunnel beneath the Embassy to record conversations taking place within the building, in the hopes of gleaning secret information. The problem was that the FBI had little knowledge of the Embassy’s layout. The agency hoped the tunnel would run underneath a conference or break room, but it was just as likely to lie beneath a storage closet.

The tunnel-digging was ill-fated from the start. Water regularly leaked into the tunnel, ruining the high-tech listening equipment, which rarely worked underground anyway. Though the FBI acknowledges the existence of the tunnel, they have never revealed which house in the neighborhood they began digging it from. Speculators believe it was either this observation house on Wisconsin Avenue or an abandoned house around the side of the Embassy on Fulton street. The truth may never be known for sure, as the tunnel has been sealed.


“it’s the oldest question of all – who can spy on the spies?”

-john le carre – british/irish espionage author



image credits: mad magazine, antonio prohias, mental floss,



this is where it all began

my lifelong love and fascination

with the spy business

in this just-leaked satellite photo from the early 60’s

i was on assignment


my cover was

as a seven year old girl

posing casually out front

after a long day spent at the office

i feel quite sure no one suspected.

“i think I would have been a hopeless spy. i love telling stories and am almost entirely unable to keep a secret.”

-ben macintyre




it’s naptime

in the kinder room

one ‘sleeps’ in the cot garage


a hand reaches out

IMG_5005one ‘sleeps’ outside

barely on her cot


sees the signal

IMG_5008secret notes

get passed

in silence







very, very

 important scribbles

of all kinds.

let the spy games begin.

in my head, i think i’d make a perfect spy,

but in reality, i don’t think i’d fare very well.

– matthew rhys

“like father, like daughter. i’m not surprised.” – carol maturo



watched an episode 

of this iconic show 

in honor of my late father’s birthday.

he told me a secret

about this agency

when i was young.

one day

he showed me his special

man from u.n.c.l.e. card.

told me not to tell anyone.

i was always fascinated by the world of spies.

made perfect  sense to me

i thought advertising was his cover

why he traveled so much. 

told everyone i knew immediately

 told them not to tell anyone.

 they told everyone they knew immediately

with the same request.

when i got married

i asked him about it.

he told me

that he thought 

i had figured it out long ago. 

we laughed for a long time.

he had

the most incredible imagination


he always made me laugh.

 i still laugh

even when i think about him now.