I Had the privelige!
Of growing up on a dead end street, My Grandparents built the house I grew up in , and moved in March 1927, My Mother was born in that house, our next door neighbors moved in in 1932, they were My Grandmothers neice and her husband, later in 58 her mother, my Grandmothers sister came to live with them, the third house was Bertha and Raymond Reavis who I inherited all this from, they are all gone now, but I loved them all just as if they were Grandparents, These things might not have much monetary value, but to me are priceless, they take me back to my childhood.