betcha cant guess what I just got..

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crabs? the hiv?

 

hemorrhoids?

 

:hurray:...how did you guess..

And I knew you was gonnna say aids joker..

 

Wow! I just had one of those memory flashes from that picture.
I grew up in Verona, on top of a rather large hill, nothing unique there I know. We had an awesome view of three river stadium, and I used to love the 4th of July for the fireworks over the river.
Anyway that pic elicited a flood of childhood memories and I swear I can smell the acorns now.

Lived in So.Cal since Thanksgiving day 1971.
I miss the fall and actual seasons and fireflys the most.

 

Do you never get back for even a visit or holiday?

 

tyrell corporation

the memories..

 

Sadly no.

This is the house I grew up in. It was built right after the civil war and was a halfway house for amputee soldiers. It sat on about 2.5 acres of land with lots of fruit trees and stuff. The building in the foreground was a stable and tack room. To the left is where you could see Pittsburgh and where the rivers came together.

 

that house rapes.

 

That is a wonderful picture. Thank you for sharing that!

I am sad that you never got back...and hope that maybe you will at some point in time as the memories you have seem wonderful.

 

iwas gonna guess mushrooms

 

Thanks. I remember one day somehow a corner of one of the interior doors got broken and the inside of the door was full of newspaper. We pulled a few pieces out and they had dates on them of 1868-1870. It was an awesome house with a fireplace in every room, a HUGE kitchen and a full basement.
In the attic you could see that it had been partitioned off into six little rooms.
We found out that was where the men who were dying were housed.
We had people come out check out the house and it was due to be declared a historical landmark sometime in the early 70's because it would have been 100years old. We even had a team of parapsychologists come out from Penn State because it was also considered haunted. It was.
We had to move because my father worked for Westinghouse at the time and they went out on a prolonged strike and the only work he could find was in California. About 4 months after we moved the house was burned down by some kids who were partying in it. Last time I checked it was still an empty lot.

The house sat right where the pin is and the brown area on right side is a steep hillside.

Oh well enough of a walk down memory lane.

 

That is too bad as not only was your old home lost but a very special part of history that is gone forever. So many times it does happen as those older homes are really hard to save if a fire happens.

You have wonderful memories though and that is more important in the long run.

 

them too,. but heat already guess it.. this was fun thread..

 

I was gonna say oxies, why else would the lady go to Alabama?

 

Ok, I just found it with Google Earth, 6734 Sylvan Ave, Penn Hills Pa.
It is still vacant, almost looks like a park? They paved the road I see, when I lived there is was cinder rock gravel. Weird to see the small red house next to it still there. That is where Mr. Ganio lived who always cut my hair. The hedges used to be taller then the telephone poles when I was a kid. Really weird to be able to see it like that. Wish I could read what the sign on the chainlink gate says.
I really should go back and claim it as mine.

 

Didn't mean to take your thread off on a tangent orison, but the pic just brought back a lot of memories.

 

my guess was going to be a parking ticket

 

I See Nothing....


Cheers Glen.


P.S:---With Apologies To Colonel Klink...