My boyhood home on Court Street. July, 2000.
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The house in the picture above is the first house I remember from my childhood. It’s on Court Street in Crown Point, Indiana. This picture is a scan from a slide made in 2000, but we moved from that house when I was six. I was amazed to find that it was still standing.
When we lived in the house there were two large trees in front between the sidewalk and the street. Mom, Dad, my little brother and I lived on the second floor. Another couple with two children the ages of my brother and me lived on the first floor. During good weather we would all play together in front of the house and on the porch.
The kindergarten that I attended was on Court Street and my grandmother also lived on that same street. So Court Street was a major part of my world for a few years.
Tags: Crown Point, Home, Indiana, My World
Senior Moments 
May 26, 2009 at 6:56 am |
This is one of those houses I would pass and wish I could look inside! How lucky you were to live close to your grandmother….
May 26, 2009 at 7:22 am |
That’s interesting the house was divided by upper and lower living quarters. I guess you always had someone to play with.
May 26, 2009 at 8:12 am |
What a wonderful home George. I wonder if it is still a 2 family home?
May 26, 2009 at 8:52 am |
Love those old houses.
They have so much character to them.
May 26, 2009 at 10:23 am |
George: What a neat look at the homestead, my old place burnt to the ground and is only a memory.
May 26, 2009 at 1:04 pm |
Looks great….love old houses. Wish I had better photos of the house I grew up in…especially inside.
May 26, 2009 at 4:28 pm |
Happy memories.
May 26, 2009 at 9:26 pm |
A fine home George. Old houses have such character, and what fine memories you must have of it.
I suppose we all do the same as you, when passing a home where we spent our childhood, or as a young just married couple, it takes us back to those times, and for a moment, we are transported there, once again.
May 27, 2009 at 2:36 am |
childhood memories always hold good things to remember by:) It’s good that you live near your grandmother.