I live in a brick bungalow with a field stone foundation from 1923.
It has it's drawbacks,...but I'd have a hard time leaving here.
It's like living in an antique.
The street out front is a bit narrow, because there were more horses patrolling it than cars when it was laid down.
It sags here and there,...but it'll last me as long as I'm going to need it.
It's seen a lot come and go.
The great depression,...WW2,..the beat generation,..Vietnam,...
No tellin' how many people have died here,..and I'll probably be yet another one.
