We moved hither and yon, during my childhood. I have memories of almost every home. Some memories just glimmers, others vivid. One particular home stands out for me. It is one of my vivid house memories, even though we only lived there a few months, when I was 7 years old. That was during Summer 1950.
I have no photos of the house, yet I can see it now as clear as day, almost 63 years later.
One home on the recent garden club tour brought back memories of that home, even though this home is larger and younger.
The rear view of the home.
I am guessing this home was built late 1950’s or early 1960’s. I didn’t ask about it’s age.
A glimpse of uncontrived mid century style.
Just look at that view.
We didn’t know what to expect when we walked through the front door. So many times the interior of homes from this era are completely different than when they were new. To say J and I were awestruck with the home’s authenticity is an understatement.
The owner is probably in her late 70’s or maybe 80. She seems ageless. She was vibrant and exuberant in telling us about her home; modernized without losing it’s mid century style.
The area beyond the sofa was once a bedroom. When the children were grown and had their own homes, the walls were taken down and the area was seamlessly transformed into a music alcove.
Looking from the music room towards the kitchen/dining room.
The clean lines of the recently remodeled kitchen blend with the style of this home.
Stairway to the lower level. Wonderful iron railing.
Lower level family room.
Not only beautiful, with authentic style and furnishings, the home is well loved. Minimal accessories, yet we both felt warmth and coziness. J and I agree, we could be very happy in a home like this. It certainly brought back memories of the home just outside Springfield Missouri in 1950.