This was my great grandparents Mr and Mrs. George Wells, house years ago. I remember my Moma telling me stories of how her and her younger brother would in the ditch in front of the house and toss eggs on the train tracks and trains when they came by. In he back yard there use to be 3 or 4 fig trees, where my grandmother and mother and eventually me, would pick figs for making preserves.
Good memories!
This was my great grandparents Mr and Mrs. George Wells, house years ago. I remember my Moma telling me stories of how her and her younger brother would in the ditch in front of the house and toss eggs on the train tracks and trains when they came by. In he back yard there use to be 3 or 4 fig trees, where my grandmother and mother and eventually me, would pick figs for making preserves.
Good memories!