Time Travel into ers' Childhood Homes, Part 3

Time Travel into ers' Childhood Homes, Part 3

A number of these ers’ childhood homes were built by grandfathers and fathers, and some are still in the household, being lovingly renovated by another generation. Construction was learned by some of the home builders since they enlisted help and went. In today’s financial climate, we could learn a great deal from the ancestors of those associates; they assembled what they could when they could afford it. Take a break from work and enjoy these memories of childhood houses.

More: Childhood houses, part 1 and part 2

Goochland, Virginia. “I’m now living in the home I grew up in,” states consumer beegeek. “My mom passed away this past year. I’m fortunate enough to have the ability to keep our loved ones home and also do some renovations I dreamed of doing as a child. The procedure has been bittersweet, but I believe my parents would love everything I have done with our loved ones home.”

Highland Park, Illinois. “My father built my childhood home after serving in the two theatres of World War II,” states consumer olson04. “I lived there from birth until I was 19. It’s a living area, dining area, kitchen, bathroom, master bedroom plus tiny rear porch on the ground floor; 2 bedrooms and a bath on the second floor; plus a complete basement. I loved the large picture window in the living room, which isn’t as narrow as its photo makes it look. In the kitchen, rather than the cabinetry to the right, we had our kitchen table, where we ate together as a family every evening. Oh, and our refrigerator was always referred to as our ‘icebox! ””

Middlebury, Vermont. “Like many others, ours was mostly midcentury, assembled by young parents just coming out of World War II,” states Heather Bellanca. “My father, having spent some time in Switzerland during the war, was enamored of chalets in the Alps, so he garnered this hilltop location overlooking the town. He and my mum designed a split level with floating stone hearth in an upstairs living area in one of the very first Techbuilt homes. It turned out to be a prefab structure — they could afford.”

San Francisco. “We lived in a residential area of San Francisco. My mom, Kayla, was known in the city for her first sense of her elegance,” states consumer deanejackie. “She’d drapes made, chose furniture and collected artwork with my father when they traveled, to make a house with a sense of opulence and simplicity at precisely the exact same moment. I’ve got memories of adult parties in those chambers. Also in these chambers, my loved ones — including me, a mom of three and former dance fighter; my mom (dead); my law professor sister (who regrettably died at 54 of a rare disease); along with my humorous and hip scientist father (who is still going strong at 86, thank God) — conversed intelligently, laughed, and danced our hearts out. We didn’t need to try to get along — we just did, and oh so easily and obviously!”

Northern Alabama. “Our home was built by my grandfather in the 1940s in northern Alabama,” states deb7. “My mom bathed my sister and I in the kitchen sink when we were very young. It needed to have been easier on her back than bending on the bathroom tub.”

Northwest Indiana. consumer jannie was able to locate an aerial shot on the internet of her childhood home, which was surrounded by farmland. “My childhood home is in rural northwest Indiana. The property is located in a mountain with another hill behind the home — great sledding, as you can imagine,” she states. “We had a 2-acre lawn to mow and 8 acres of wooded pastureland to operate across, dodging cow pies prior to our grandparents, who lived down the road, retired their farm. A few decades of overgrowth after, the cow route from our land to my grandma’s barn was visible and walkable. Before another 8 acres were parceled off in the 1970s, that route was the favored path to run to our grandma’s home.”

Jannie adds, “There was a canning area with storage cupboards, a very large freezer plus a laundry with clotheslines conducting the length of the home. Clothes were hung to dry in the basement in the winter, because we didn’t have an automatic washer or drier until the mid-1970s. Our mom did the laundry room for our large family with a wringer washer and rinse tubs for the first 20 years, including a dozen of the years with one or more kids in cloth diapers.”

Monticello, Florida. “I began my life in my grandma’s house; my grandfather had been killed in an accident, so Mom and Dad moved in with her shortly after they married,” states Cindy Littlejohn. “This was house and my home, also, until I was almost 5 years old.”

“Then dad built a house next door,” Littlejohn continues. “He just built as he had the cash. We never needed a mortgage. Neither did my grandparents. He wasn’t a carpenter, but he’d go on site where other homes were being built so he could figure out how to do every part. When he needed help, like when raising the trusses for the roof, then he served beer and encouraged his buddies to assist. The 2 homes are still owned by my loved ones. I have the one dad built, and my sister owns my grandparents’ house. I intend to move back someday.”

She adds, “I lived in the home until I was 19 [and went] to school and got married. Throughout the whole time, Dad was working on this home. After I was 27 we purchased the house from my parents and moved back. We raised our daughters in the home, too. Tons of wonderful memories were made in the house my father built.”

Alameda, California. “I climbed up from 1948 to 1964 on Clinton Avenue in Alameda, California, an island just off Oakland in the San Francisco Bay,” states consumer lizoregon. “It was a great place for a kid in the 1950s.”

She clarifies, “Ours is the small white home between the apartment building and the bigger blue home next door. It was one story in front, with the bedrooms upstairs in rear along with a basement where my father had a workbench along with my mom hung laundry. We had a massive backyard with a grapestake fence dividing the lawn into a part of lawn and red geraniums from the crazy side with my swing, tetherball pole along with a wonderful satsuma plum tree. I loved my bedroom window overlooked the backyard. I don’t believe our house influenced my decorating style, but I have always liked to have the ability to see my lawn easily.”

Listed below are lizoregon along with her parents in 1949. “We lived right across the road from the bay, and I spent many happy hours playing our neighbor’s beach and in the waves until off the bay Alameda was stuffed in about 1956 to get a housing development and shopping centre,” she recalls. “My beloved beach was about to evaporate, so that I organized my pals, and we made a large butcher paper banner to get your living room window protesting ‘the fill.’ My parents were quite amused when they arrived home but made me take it down. It had been my first demonstration, a precursor of the 1960s.”

Durham, North Carolina. “Here are some of the images of my childhood house. It was built in the early 1970s — that the harvest-gold kitchen appliances give you a clue that there,” states Kimberly Montgomery. “It’s the house I lived in from fifth grade when I have married.

Here are those above appliances in Montgomery’s childhood kitchen.

Innsbruck, Austria. “First we lived with my grandparents in the apartment on the second floor because the left side was bombed out. When it was rebuilt, we moved into the third-floor apartment on the recently completed side,” states consumer ruthmand.

“The building was built in 1909 and supplied nothing but cold water to every flat. Each apartment had a coal bin in the cellar, and we needed to haul up coal for heat. Originally my grandmother had a coal-burning cookstove in the kitchen. This photo of the paint job was shot. Having been raised in an apartment with three brothers makes me love the spaces we have today!”

She adds, “I was born in Innsbruck shortly following the war. My parents immigrated into the U.S. when I was a teenager, and that was the very first time we lived in a single-family house. What a thrill for us four kids to have the ability to run around in our house without the downstairs neighbor knocking up from her ceiling with a broomstick to complain about the noise! To get a lawn! The new liberty made up that we needed to learn a new language. Though, I must say, growing up in Innsbruck at the point was wonderful. No one had much of anything, so we all made do with hand-me-downs, meatless meals and sharing living spaces with household yet never felt deprived.”

Williamson County, Texas. “This home has been in our family since 1910,” states Jim Fowler. “My brother has taken it into a whole new level while retaining its historic charm!”

Here is another look at Fowler’s childhood home.

Wisconsin. “I loved this picture of my mom studying for her nursing exams in Wisconsin in 1952,” states professional Anita Roll. “Up to the wallpaper … what goes around comes around!”

Blairsville, Pennsylvania. “That is my father and his housekeeper on the porch before he married Mom,” states consumer uberv. “In summer I always remember my parents sitting on what was called the side porch in the evening, listening to Pirates baseball KDKA. The tabletop radio has been plugged into an outlet in the adjoining area, and the window has been left open.”

San Fernando Valley, California. “I’m moving back into the 1950s ranch home house I grew up in when it’s renovated,” states consumer helenebear. “I’m maintaining the Meyer lemon trees but discarding the first built-in skillet. I learned how to cook Jewish and Greek recipes at the table, rolled different doughs on the Formica tabletop, ate all of my meals there, and as an adult, returned every Friday night to get a home-cooked meal and to catch up with the household. I will miss that old built in, but I’m keeping all of the wonderful memories!”

Southern Maryland. “Our family of eight, including my grandmother, grew up in this split level in Southern Maryland,” states consumer goodmat. “It was located on a small hill on 2 acres, and we lived here for 45 years.”

“The home was spacious, with a massive side screened porch and large open deck on the rear,” goodmat describes. “Our backyard has been the gathering place for all of the neighborhood kids to play baseball, football, volleyball, badminton — you name it.”

Easton, Pennsylvania. “I have no complete photographs of my childhood house, but I really do have this beautiful watercolor,” states consumer kelmick. “It’d place of pride in my folks’ home, and after my mom passed a few years ago, I made sure to display it into my ‘grown-up’ house. It signifies some very delighted family times as well as the difficult times, and is a reminder that where we came from isn’t all of who we are, but it is a part of who we are.”

Western Massachusetts. “Dad built this timeless center-chimney Cape Cod in 1949,” states sherry403. “Dad passed away in 1984, but Mom lived there until her death a couple of years ago. As a result of her failing health, the home needed updating and upkeep prior to my sister and I could sell it. We painted bathrooms, cleaned and made it glow. We made it to Dad, Mom and the home to spruce her up. It sold into a beautiful young couple in one day at asking price.”

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