Ages four-early five were pretty good for me, though tumultuous for my family.
I've added six photos today. In the first two, I'm four years old, and we still lived in the house on Woodland Avenue in Kansas City. The following summer, the property and two others were condemned for park land. The home owners tried to sue, but to no avail. Eminent Domain always wins. My dad was deeply heartbroken. My brothers and I believe it affected him seriously. He told me some years ago to keep an eye on things because the county was not allowed to sell that property for development for the next 99 years. There are now trails beneath it, but that's all. If you fight through trees, you can see where the house foundation was.
We moved farther southeast to Greenwood, to a large old house which had been remodeled and modernized a few years earlier. It was just one acre instead of six, but I enjoyed it. More on that tomorrow.
The striped dress one (just turned 5) is the last happy formal photo of me taken for many years. But I was happy at home. Only when I asked for a cowboy outfit, I got a cowgirl one, instead. And then a cowboy one, as well, because they were always trying to please me, sigh...wish I still had the hat and boots!
