Richardson's hardware got knocked down. We lived there for 6 years after my mom got divorced. His wife was my 1st grade teacher at West Elementary, which closed as a school and was sold in the past year. I pretty much grew up here. My younger sister started life here. My cat Queenie, a Siamese, died here (we lived in the apartment upstairs). I kept my bike in the basement. At first, the owner let his father live in the downstairs apartment. I should find the pictures I took while we lived there in the 1970s.
I had seen the place fall into disrepair and neglect. It made me wonder who owned it now. You could see the old hardware store display windows filled with boxes, and the kitchen downstairs had the floor collapse. It just boggles my mind because the area where it stood doesn't seem as big now. I guess the work that happened on the road out front was the gas line being disconnected.
Gotta love Google Maps Street View.
