Good morning, smiddy, LisaRose, truthseeker, snugglebunny, and stillin.
Thanks for sharing memories of your earlier days. Really quite bittersweet, particularly when you return as an adult -- your home has changed, or it's gone altogether. Sorry to hear about the latter.
Lots of moves for many of us. I don't know for sure, but I'm guessing my parents moved from here to there to here again just to save a few dollars on rent. I imagine rent was 40 or 50 dollars a month then. Dad drove a bread truck and Mom cleaned houses and child sat for a dollar a day per kid, so there was minimal income.
Yeah, the donut's on the house (the missing house?!?!?!?).
When I went to my 50-year high school reunion a year ago, I stayed with my childhood friend who inherited the house he grew up in. I went nextdoor to my old house and met the young couple who bought it. They were fascinated by my stories and loved the '50s photos I had brought to show them. To the extent they could, they vowed to restore it as close as possible to original.
Thanks, too, for photo, snugglebunny. Cool old house.
smiddy -- the tree shows autumn colors, which is my favorite season, then and now.