In an affluent New Jersey suburb about an hour’s drive from Manhattan, a maze of tree-lined side streets creates a grid that keeps out the heavy traffic, leaving a peaceful, bucolic neighborhood lined with spacious homes and lush, manicured lawns undisturbed by the noise. At the end of a short block that resembles most of the other streets is a Colonial-style home that’s a bit larger than the surrounding residences.
The biggest clue that there’s something different here is the long, curved driveway that runs past rows of privacy trees and seems to disappear. At the end of the driveway there’s a parking area big enough for a dozen cars; on the other side is the front of the stately yet inviting home of Ace Frehley.
