Today’s the day in 1960 that my family moved into the new house they built on the land they’d been living on for nine years. I arrived about six weeks later to take up residence. Apparently, there would have been a nice back porch if they hadn’t found out they were getting a new baby during the planning stages.
House, Dad, grill, me (8) on a banana seat bike with what looks like a peeled willow branch in my hands, 1969. I love this house. Nice layout, designed by Kitty. Built in stainless steel stove top and oven. Trez moderne in 1960!
House, me (9), Ginger (the best-friend mutt-o’-my youth), Kim Martin. I would love to get in touch with Kim. She had ponies! I rode one of them into the lake and it swam. Top lifetime memory.
Kitty started the celebration tradition on the first anniversary of moving into our house. It was always the beginning of the holiday season for us. We received gourmet food treats (or in my case a jar of maraschino cherries!) and an ornament by our plate at the special dinner…with CAKE!
Still think of it every year. Thanks House! Thanks Family!