This is the house I grew up in. When Dad bought it, it was just a two bedroom hired man's shack. He worked on it for years to change it into the ranch style home that it is today. On the left of the porch is a bedroom that he built onto the house.
The chimney is the one that Dad built when he put in the fireplace. It is the same one that I bounced my Indian Rubber ball off of when I was young. We also had red, white and blue rubber balls that we bounced there.
The old cement verandah is no longer part of the house...at least not the one that was there when I was young. The house has changed over the years since Mom sold it. None of the trees were in the front yard. The terrace had to be mowed and I was often the one that did it. I really didn't mind. In fact even today I would enjoy mowing the lawn. I love the fragrance of freshly mown grass or hay. Today this house is owned by my cousin.