It's a small house with only two bedrooms and one bath. It became part of my family in the early 1940's when it was purchased by my Aunt and Uncle. They purchased it from lady who bought it from my Uncle's parents.
My Uncle always loved this little home and when his parents sold it he promised himself that one day he would buy it back.


My Aunt liked this little house. Though she always felt to far away from her sisters who lived in the LA area. She would often go stay with her sisters for weeks at a time while my Uncle stayed up North going to school and taking care of the house.
When he left to go to the war they decided it would be best if my aunt lived closer to her family, at least until he got home. So they moved and rented the little house out.

The little house was left to my sister, Maureen, and me.

My sister and I were torn about what to do with the house. Do we keep it, fix it up and use it as a vacation get away? Do we fix it up, rent it out or just sell it?
It became to much work and we are to far away for us to keep it. So, sadly we put it up for sale.
In this market we never really thought it would sale. The price of the home went crashing down to about a 1/3 of the value as what it used to be.
Yet, a couple saw the house and thought it would be the perfect place to build a non profit preschool that they had dreamed about. They will still live on the property too.
I thought of my Aunt and Uncle when I heard about this couple. How they both had dreams and fell in love with this little house. So I didn't feel bad about selling it to them.
It's sad for us to say good bye to this little house and all the memories it holds. Yet, with the money I'll be making my own dreams come true.
I'm sure my Aunt and Uncle would be thrilled with the people who purchased this little house and I know they would be over joyed to see it being used to help children.
Good bye little house, I'll miss you.