We have many great memories, all worth remembering. So, instead of writing about aging and its arduous challenges, I’ll go light and reminisce.
I want to share some of the love and adventure we experienced in our first home. Soon after our marriage, Lenette found a 900 sq. ft., two-bedroom GI house in Northridge, California. At the time, we carried three mortgages on a house worth $12,000.
Shortly after we moved in, we got our cat, Cleo, and two dogs. Many readers will recall Brutus, a Beagle-Hound dog, and Heidi, a huge German Shepherd. As I’ve often recounted, they loved each other, and we became family.
It wasn’t long afterward that Lenette remade our backyard, landscaping it into two levels and adding a rock-faced waterfall and trees for shade. We loved it, and so did the animals.
Here, we held our first-ever Christmas Party for our entire family. It was such a memorable success it became part of our family’s history.
Yet, there was far more that happened here. Jeff’s story is known by most; he came to live with us as a troubled 11-year-old, and he also found his first home here. We all became a close and loving family in every sense and shared the confines of the 900-square-foot space very well.
After Jeff graduated high school, he went off on his own. Eventually, he joined the Army and served in the 101st Airborne in Vietnam. He and Georgia have been happily married for over 45 years.
That small home gave birth to some amazing memories!
Sy
Yes, I was at that first Christmas dinner with my whole family and I still remember it. My grandmother, Sy’s mom, was afraid to go to a Christmas dinner because she knew nothing of Christmas. We had a wonderful time. And that house was adorable. Love you