The summer cottage. No elevators but we endured.

Yall were all ghetto.

looks the same as I remember it.

that yard seemed as big as a football field when i had to mow it

The Breakers always was my favorite Newport Mansion Mr. Vanderbilt. (I grew up in RI, every July during my dad's vacation we'd go to Newport for a day, visit two mansions and have clam cakes and chowder at First Beach.)

When we moved back to Texas, from Mexico, we lived in something very similar to this on the banks of Lake Lavon. Didn’t last but a year, then my mom sold the ‘63 Vette and trailer and moved us to South Dakota. We started out very poor. My mom fed us day old donuts for a few months until she got a job at a funeral home. Two years later, my mom and dad got remarried and they eventually bought their first house in a little housing development called The Colony. Now The Colony is a city. In the 70’s, it was about 200 Fox&Jacobs houses in the middle of nowhere. I was bussed to Lewisville for schools, until Camey elementary was built...then went to Delay Middle School in Lew...then I was given a hardship license and continued going to Lewisville schools even after we moved around.