Gone, is the skin and bones architecture of his earlier years. The Miesian philosophy of “less is more” that he once adhered to so faithfully, has all but disappeared. It’s the late seventies now, and disco and glam are it. This is a time to entertain. It’s a time to bring people together. It’s a time for family and guests to gather in voluminous spaces. This is pre-Gehry and pre-Hadid. This is the dawn of a time when architecture became sculpture, and the starchitect was born. Ed Dreier saw, and became, the beginning of it all. You can see the evolution of Ed’s work continued on by his son, Guy Dreier. The later Dreier homes consist of sweeping rooflines, massive glulam beams that stretch like bows from one end of the house to the other, and large fireplaces you can lean or sit on (with a cocktail in hand of course). All the details we love about Ed’s work are still here: the accordion dividers, mitered glass corners, beautiful tiles, stacked stone walls running from indoor to outdoor, and large spans of floor-to-ceiling windows. Some???like this one???are even lucky enough to have a St. Charles kitchen. Staring up toward Mount Olympus from the dining room, in complete awe of the view, you’re reminded that you had the same feeling walking up the path to your front door. This is a stunning home, that’s been as cherished and revered as the memories made in it.