I apologize for the quality of the picture above — it’s a scan from a slide made over 45 years ago.
This house was my first home after graduating from college — not bad, huh?
Actually, I only lived in part of the second floor. I can’t remember how I found out about the house — I think I read about it in an ad in the Lakewood paper. But somehow I contacted the elderly couple who owned the house and who were looking for renters. They had a bedroom with private bath and a shared kitchen for rent on the second floor. There was a separate entrance for me to use to get to the room. Since I thought what they were asking was very reasonable, I took the room.
The good Lord takes care of Indiana farm boys in the big city. When I moved to Lakewood in August prior to beginning my teaching job, I found that the other room for rent had been rented to another new teacher at Marshall. Larry taught English and was from southern Ohio, which is about as rural as my home in northern Indiana.
Larry and I were able to carpool to school almost every day that year. The house, as you can see, was very spacious and in one of the older neighborhoods of Lakewood. It was only about two blocks off the lake and I will admit that I enjoyed living there very much.
Unfortunately in the spring of that first year the owners sold the house to a younger couple, so I had to get myself another place to live. But this house was an important part of my world for nearly a year. When showing Betsy around some of my haunts in 2002, we drove past this house and it was still there.
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