This house has a lot of meaning to me. When I was growing up we would go to my Grandparent's house almost every Sunday. My Grandfather had mini bikes, antique cars, an antique shop and all kinds of interesting stuff. Some of my best memories from childhood are of this place. It looks a lot different now. The swimming pool is gone, the orchard is not kept up or non-existent and the big pine tree in front is long gone, but the memories of all that come through when I look at these pictures.
This house seemed so big to me when I was little. It may not really be big, but it is huge in my mind and in my heart!
I hope I can be the grandparent that my grandparents were to me! :) RIP Viola Shores-Kennedy and Denton Shores, your memories live on!