In The Neighborhood

This actual 1920ish photograph of my old neighborhood shows where my stone house was over to the left beyond the Model T.  Notice the auto facing the direction it is known now a days as parked on the wrong side of the street.  I don't know when it became against the law to park this way as some still do this in the year 2019.  

I noticed that there was once a front door on what we had as a side with only windows and no doors on this side of the house.  My Husband thought that there had been a door here that had been exchanged for a window probably when the newer part of the house became the front of the house in an L-shaped design which later someone built an L-shaped porch.

The neighbor children were walking to school.  Must have been somewhat cold as they are bundled up in their coats.  1920 was before my time.  I suppose all these lil ones are long gone.

Before we moved into our old rock house, I use to drive down this street and admire the rock house behind the children.  The smaller house to the right is still there and in beautiful condition.  The fence is long gone.

Love the iron fence.  Wish it had stayed.

I still drive this neighborhood.  Miss living in our rock house.  Miss it a great deal especially in the SPRING when the flowers begin to bloom.  Time marches on and so I must as well.

All the best,
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Went By The Old Neighborhood.....

Went by my old neighborhood and to my surprise the house across the street was torn down.  Completely plowed.  What....where'd she go?  GONE.  The house was old and had been on the market for a few years.  Wasn't selling.  She sat on an oversized lot.  SOmebody will have a nice size lot to build a new house on.

Years ago I had THOUGHTS about buying that house and using the large yard for a HUGE flower garden.  We no longer live on that corner of 4th and Illinois and that's that.  I wasn't ready to leave that corner, but a house fire dictates more than dreams about a garden.   

I've had to move on.  For the best.  Still have fond memories of the place.  When relocating in the neighborhood of 20 times over a 44 year marriage, some places are well remembered.  I've changed, the houses have changed, the situations have changed, etc.  With Hubby moving into retirement age, I have much to do to prepare for this phase of life.  Lord willing if we get to enter into this time.

Goal driven is slow business for me,
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