I was an assistant manager at this apartment building in Buena Park for a short time. Buena Park, CA, across the street from the Fullerton Airport. It looked a lot dumpier when I lived there. Cypress, California E Ocean Avenue, Long Beach, CA: Actually, I lived in a duplex behind this building, surrounded by larger buildings, so there's no street view. N. Acacia in Anaheim, CA. I leased a townhouse but you can just see them, in the background. This was the closest I could get on street view. The Grace Brethren Church that I attended around the corner from here is now a mosque, I see.
Los Fresnos, TX: I rented this place for quite a while. It's bigger than it looks, as it goes back a ways. Los Fresnos, TX: This was the first house that I owned Edcouch, TX: The house is the same, but it didn't have the circular driveway when I lived there. Edcouch, TX: This was a tiny little place.
Nice personal historical pics and I love to see them, but why did you move so often was there a reason for that?
I've always preferred to live as near as possible to where I worked and, as long as I was renting, moving was easy.
It's been a few years. Does anyone else care to browse through Google Earth (or street view on your favorite search engine) and post photos of houses or apartments you've lived in?
Here is a picture of the house in north Idaho, where i grew up, and an older picture of it from about 1968, with my mom standing by my dad’s power line truck, me sitting on the front hood, and my oldest son next to me. When we lived there, we had several lots, plus the property next door where the old grocery store was, which has now all been divided up into small lots. The whole front porch was taken off of the house when it was remodeled at some point, and the house next to mine is where we had a huge yard and flowers.
Here's a place that we rented in Soldier Pond, Maine while I was working on our camp. The Fish River is just behind the house. I bought the mailbox that is there, and the rocks holding the post in place came from my potato field. Doesn't that make you feel warm all over? And this is where we live now.
This was my husband's house in the Houston suburbs when I met him. I moved in with him in 1986 and we married in 1987. We probably wouldn't have married at that time, but the company we worked for offered him a transfer to Baton Rouge and I couldn't be transferred too unless we were married. The rest is history.
There's gonna be lots of "Used-to-be" here: This used to be a red brick house I lived in until the early 60s (Crawfordsville, Indiana) I think they just covered it with siding. 1,1100 ft², 1 bath and 8 people. Good thing there was a 4H fairgrounds as my back yard...there was plenty of room there. You see that little slope with the steps out front? I used to ride my sled down that "hill." Wheeeeee! I must have been smaller. We moved to Vienna VA from there into an old 1800s home on a large lot. There were no digital cameras back then, and I got not pics to scan. When my mother retired and sold it, they put up this cul-de-sac: We had the place for nearly 30 years, from the time Vienna was a hic town until it became a top "Best Place To Live" nationwide for many years running (proximity to Federal jobs will do that for ya.) I lived in a trailer park in Richmond with my father for a couple of years in the early 70s. It's no longer there. There are railroad tracks down the hill. Every once in a while you could hear gunfire (not the hunting stuff I hear where I now live, but the inner-city stuff.) The Edgar Allen Poe museum is less than a mile towards downtown Richmond on this road. Dad lived in a few different trailer parks. I always liked the folks who lived there. They were actually real communities. I lived in apartments in Falls Church VA and Fairfax VA in '76-'78. The Falls Church ones have been converted to $300k condos (and they were old buildings 45 years ago!) I am shocked these places are still standing. Falls Church Fairfax
I bought this house in Vienna in the late 70s when I was married. I lived in it for over 30 years. When I was a kid, I delivered papers to this house. In the early 2000s my neighbors threw a block party for my 50th birthday. They went up the road and fetched the elderly lady who lived in the corner house to come join us. She had been on my paper route when I was 13 years old. This is the house that's on the lot now. I got lucky and found a developer who could work with my narrow lot (at 1/3 acres it was the largest lot on the block, but it was deep with a small frontage) and was eager to break into the Vienna market. We worked together and he marketed the thing as a Build-to-Suit package. It was bought by a retired DoD Pricing Analyst and his wife, who sold his home that was up the street & around the corner just a couple of blocks. I guess they liked living in Vienna. This is me since 2010 on 50+ acres.
I lived here for 3 years in the 70s in Raleigh, NC. Not the house. The one car garage attached on the left. A furnished efficiency. The rent was only $45/mo ($338 with inflation today) including all utilities except phone, no TV. The owners of the house were travelers, out of the country more than they were home. They wanted a house sitter. Perfect arrangement at that time. It was a different life. 2019
That's interesting. That same motive is what caused me to live in my 600 ft² home in Vienna for 3+ decades. The DC area exploded with employment opportunities during my work life (1972-2014), so I had every reason to stay put. My house was centrally located to growing businesses north, south, east and west of me, with easy access to major and minor commuting routes. I worked at my last job in that area from 2004-2010...it was less than 4 miles from home, and I negotiated Flex Time (6AM-3PM.) So in horrendous Northern Virginia congestion, my commute was an unheard of 10 minutes. Rather than getting home with barely enough time to have dinner and then go to bed as so many others lived, I routinely hit the door at 3:10 in the afternoon.
I was gonna say "I wonder if we don't often complicate things to our own detriment," but I don't wonder...I'm pretty sure of it.