Saturday, September 10, 2011

He told me a story

I asked this man what he was staring at so intently. He said "my neighborhood". He does not live in my neighborhood, but he was looking at my street. I said "do you live in my neighborhood?" and he said "no, but I designed the houses".

My House was built in 1929. The man told me he knew my house, because he designed my home.The man told me exactly what the inside of my house looked like. The size of the rooms, the windows, the brick and plaster. I was amazed. We talked for a long time. I invited him to come to my house so that he could see it. I enjoyed talking to him.

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