Melissa 330/365
The house I lived in until I was 12.
It was a 4 family house. My aunt lived on the top floor. My Dad built a
bookcase that moved. Behind the bookcase was a door that lead to the stairs
of my aunts apartment.
There was a couple that were like grandparents to us that lived across the
hall.
Across the street there was another older couple that never had kids that
were also like grandparents. They used to sit on their second floor porch
and throw candy to us. Now they would probably be arrested for that!
1 comments:
That sounds like it has phenomenal memories!
Post a Comment