Moving Mom and Dad! The house is on the market now. It has been, for some time I would say about four months.
This old house has so much charm. If Walls Could Talk!!
Come on in!
I thought I would give you a tour of this brick farm house of my parents.
|Nothing better than a porch swing on a beautiful day|
The walls have heard so many meaningful conversations over the years... Can you imagine it. Christmas tree's up, stocking hanging on the mantel. Crinkling of the wrapping from the packages..
|Formal living room|
|Dinners, coffee time, holidays, friends, family with good conversations.|
|Bench seat storage windows with built in cabinets on each side.|
I hear a lady named Mrs. Smiley lived here when the house was new like a shiny copper penny. We have had other neighbors tell us that a lady used to hold dances in the addition on back of the house at one time. What joy that must of been.
My parents made the back room into a laundry room.
The back area also has a family room not shown in the pictures.
As I go through the rooms I reminisce about Holidays, Grand children and Children too. The Christmas dinners, Easter egg hunts and the meetings of new family and friends have transpired in this old house.
Many turkeys and Easter eggs have been cooked and dyed in here.
|One of the bedrooms down stairs There are two more upstairs!|
|Down stairs another room made into the office through those french doors a family room.|
My parents have a house in Florida they have been coming back and forth for a few years now. As I think about all the memories of this house I will miss it. I am attached to it for when my parents move that will not just be the end to our ties to the house but, to Tennessee.
I remember when my mom was younger she always wanted a red brick house with a big front porch... Well here it is!
Now that she is getting older she wants less square footage. A more reliable winter temperature, also less than three acres to mow. Understandable!
One more thing this house sits near a cemetery.
In the front of the driveway as you drive up to the house.
My Great Great Grandfather John M. Wilhite is buried there.
I will look back at our stay in Tennessee for all the years with fond memories. For now I have pictures that I will hold dear to my heart. I mostly will enjoy having my Mom and my Step Dad closer to me in Florida.
Thanks for coming by I hope you enjoyed a trip down memory lane, walking through our old farm house.
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