Look closely at this picture of Gabby, Eric's wife. She is eating at the Greenhouse across the street from where I used to live in Glendive. At the top left of the picture the home in the background is where I lived from second grade until I left for college, Billings, and then San Diego.
The home was around 100 years old or less when we moved in. It was heavily remodeled while I was at college. It is being remodeled again I see. Until we built a separate garage to the right corner of the house, the only garage was a very narrow under the house garage built for a horse and buggy. There was only one bathroom and that was upstairs with a bathtub. A bathroom with just a sink and toilet was added downstairs when I was in grade school. A shower was eventually built in the basement where a bedroom was actually created for the boys, don't remember the dates. I remember getting dressed for school huddling around the stove at the top of the stairs before remodeling anything.
Mom originally had a wringer washer in the basement where there was also two wind up Victrola's. One was a tall standing one and the other more compact.
The house creeked. Berta Mae and I used to play a game when she would come over to play and no one was home. We would sit very quietly with no radio, nothing on at all and just listen. And we would soon get ourselves so spooked thinking about supposed ghosts and such we would have to run outside. Berta Mae had a wonderful imagination and we were always playing fun adventures of one kind or another.. But that house had very spooky sounds if you listened.
The greenhouse was a real functioning greehouse with glass houses of plants and outside gardens. The rhubarb grew on the edge of the road and we ate many of the stalks. It has been converted into a restaurant and gift house now..
The trees by the house were not very tall when we lived there.
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