It is a beautiful spot. And while it is nothing more than a 3 bedroom house, pretty much like all the others (middle class) made in those days, my daddy always said, If I wanted a 3 bedroom house I could have bought anywhere. But if I wanted a 3 bedroom house with an atrium in the middle of it, My option was right here, meaning in La Mirada California. A town that was nothing but orange groves all around when they purchased this house.
Behind him in this picture is another of the 3 glass sliding doors that are in that atrium, and this one goes down the hallway. This was taken last year when he met my new puppy "Buick" for the first time. They became fast friends. My mother died in May of 1990, and had she lived just another 7 months they would have had their 50th wedding anniversary. I have 2 older brothers, by 8 and 10 years. I was born to them a little later in their life. My Daddy never remarried and as I said before still lives in the same house.
HAPPY 87th BIRTHDAY, DADDY!!!
Just a note, It is always fascinating to me to hear his stories of growing up. He was dirt poor and never lived in a house with a bathroom until after he met and married my mother. It never ceases to amaze me just how much this world has changed in less than 100 years.