3rd husband house
This is the house I lived in on Berwyn. The 3rd husband house. I lived here from maybe 7.5 to about 9 or 10. The window on the right was mine. I always had to stay in my room. The boy from across the street would stand under the bottom rollout window and talk with me. He was a preacher's son and we had the same birthday. The boy that lived next door would do karate in his front yard. Sometimes I would watch him through a little crack between my curtains. He caught me once. I died.
I learned to clean a pool and mow a lawn here.