Kelsey and I drove by the first house we ever owned today and couldn't resist snapping a picture. Looks like it's sorta gone to pot since we lived there...or maybe it's ok to have a christmas tree on your front deck, I'm not sure. We sold it over a decade ago, but other than the atrophy, it hasn't been changed.
This little 800 sq ft beauty with dirt cellar basement sat four lots down from the Texaco station on Virginia Avenue in Kingsport, Tennessee. The house was built in a square formation - a well aimed superball thrown into the kitchen would richochet through the second bedroom, bathroom, master bath and in the living room from whence it came.
Two words: cracker box.