For the last 112 days (but who's counting?) we've lived in this dungeon and have taken walks and gone running up and down the roads in this little community. It's been interesting, to say the least. As one of my friends put it, "It was good enough for grandpa and good enough for them and it's gonna be good enough for their kids, by golly." In other words, change or progress is not evident here. I heard someone else put it another way, "You have to marry your cousin to live up there." Yes, there are several last names, but one way or another, those names all lead back to one family tree.
But this post really isn't about either one of those things. It's about this:
Is it a house? Is it a trailer? Is it three stories? or two and a half? These strucutres, otherwise known as homes, literally litter the countryside. Feel free to discuss this building craze amongst yourselves.
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