An era is coming to an end.
This is the house I grew up in. It was built the same year as me, and the Hudson family were the first people to move in.
I had my own room, my brothers shared a room, as did my parents. I don’t remember when the second bathroom was added, but it must have been when “the addition” went on making the shared bedrooms bigger.
I have no idea where company stayed!
I had the same room for the first 18 years of my life.
I was told Bill and Alice paid $2400. for the 3 bedroom, one bath, house, with a huge backyard. Plus, location, location, location.
When my parents divorced, dad sold the house to mom for $7500. — She was then a single mom with three kids.
When mom and Jack moved to Colorado, she sold the house back to dad for $14,000. (Dad thought she was ripping him off.)
Dad moved in with his wife and their son Ty in 1972. I would stay in my room for another year.
When dad died in 2015, he left the house to Art.
Yesterday a For Sale sign went up in the front yard. Art is selling and moving on.
The price has gone up yet, no one will say they are getting ripped off. $315,000. in Los Alamos is a good deal.
I hope it all goes well for Art. I also hope this gives him more freedom and flexibility, and he will come visit us more often.
It will be weird knowing someone other than a Hudson will be in that house. The walls certainly hold a lot of memories, a few ghosts, and loads of laughter.
I think a few stories may be triggered by this sale. Stay tune!