From the age of nine onward, this was my home in South Euclid, Ohio, shared with parents, four siblings and a cousin.
My sister, three brothers and I sat on those steps, ran round and round the perimeter, climbed the maple tree (at left), raked leaves, threw red rubber balls against the steps, played jacks and spud and tag, roller-skated on the sidewalk and washed those windows with vinegar and water.
Such a good, good place.
(With thanks to college student Anastasia Demor for the current photo.)
Looks like a sweet home and obviously holds wonderful memories for you.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like a wonderful place to grow up! So neat to get to see the place that helped to give us who you are today. =)
ReplyDeleteGosh, how this takes me back a few years when my BFF from kindergarten and I (who are still tiara wearing BFFs) returned to our home town and drove past our old homes. We both thought they looked smaller than what we remembered...did yours to you?
ReplyDeleteOddly, in this photo, it looks much bigger than I remember it. Perhaps it is the angle of the photo? Or that my memory includes eight of us bumping elbows in there. :))
DeleteBonjour,
ReplyDeleteOn n'oublie jamais la maison de son enfance... Dans notre esprit, c'est la plus belle, la plus grande... elle a une âme.
J'aime beaucoup cette maison...
Gros bisous
Oui. . . e merci e gros bisous . . .
DeleteThe red rubber ball...A.A. Milne and "pinky" balls - the stuff of my childhood. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWoaw! i'd like so much to hava had such a house!
ReplyDeleteSuch places can explain why some people become writers and some others don't ! :o)
Maybe you will send me a phhoto of yours...??
DeleteHow happy, happy happy & such a sweet home! We played those same games, except for Spud, I think. We also had tether ball & dodge & 4-square & 500 rummy on the front steps. Oh, and hula hoops.
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ReplyDeleteThe peaked entryway reminds me of an architectural style popular in the 20s and 30s called Storybook houses. Maybe your home inspired your career.
ReplyDeleteMary - yes, there is something about that peaked entryway!
DeleteSweet memories....
ReplyDeleteHold memories close...
ReplyDeleteSouth Euclid :) I miss my old home there too with the treehouse and crab apple tree in the back. Funny how many memories can be crammed into a picture.
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