Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Another View of the Little Brown House

This may have been posted before, but while we're on the subject, here it is again.  The house had been long abandoned and we always hated the brick siding someone else had covered our familiar brown walls with.


Elizabeth said...

See my previous remark. We were actually glad when Mom and Dad bought the place in later years and tore down the little house. Having it survive in memory is much kinder than what it had sunk to.

Steve Blood said...

Ann and I werre fortunate enough to lay on our beds on a hot summer night and listen to the Hogans scream, yell and throw things at each other. They had a young girl that we wanted to make friends with, I've forgotten her name but even though we road the bikes back and forth in front of the house the friendship never came. In deference to Dwight the fights were as colorful as the Asay bros.