| It always amazes me to think that every house on every street is full of so many stories; so many triumphs and tragedies, and all we see are yards and driveways. Glenn Close |
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This is the house where I lived from birth until I was in the 8th grade. This photo was made in 1957, when I was eight years old. A year or two after this picture was taken, we added a carport onto the side of the house. My room was on the left side of the house and faced the neighbor's. We tended to live in the back part of this house, which included a large kitchen and eat-in breakfast nook, as well as a large den. Except for my parents' bedroom, we mostly used the front part of the house (visible here) for more "formal" occasions. This house still exists, though it is getting rather run-down in appearance and has been painted a gold color rather than the white I knew as a child. The carport is still there but the garage is gone, as are most of the bushes shown in this photograph. |
| In the early fall of 1962 when I was 13 years old, we moved to this house, which was located in the southwest part of town in an area known as Hulbert. Our stay here was supposed to be temporary until we could build a new house in a more fashionable neighborhood, but like many "temporary" things, it grew to be permanent and was home for me and my family until my Mother moved away at the end of 1979. This was a "shotgun" house, two rooms wide and four rooms long. It was actually designed as a duplex, but we occupied the entire building. My room was in the front on the left, my parents' room in the middle, and our kitchen and den at the back. There was an enormous garden to the left of the house and a storage shed/shop building in the rear. A circular drive went around both lots. Although we had lots of room and many large trees, my parents didn't consider this a very desirable location, since directly across the street was a scrap metal recycling plant (read: junkyard) and just down the street an enormous liquid propane storage tank. But this was home to me throughout most of my junior and senior high school years and the home to which I regularly returned throughout college and the first years of my married life. This house is still there and looks much the same as it always did. | ![]() 361 Washington
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My mother continued to live in West Memphis for five years after my father died in 1974. She then moved to this house, which is where she and my father had planned to live after he retired. Batesville was his home town and this house was located next door to and owned by one of his sisters, my Aunt Vashti. Mama spent the last twenty years of her life in this house, generally enjoying working in her yard and living in the mostly tranquil environs of this small southern town. I always liked this house myself and enjoyed visiting there, both when my aunt lived in it and after Mama moved there. "My" room was the one in the front on the right. Batesville was a progressive community, despite its mostly rural roots, and it was conveniently located near both Memphis, TN, and Oxford, MS, as well as close to others of our relatives living in Mississippi. It was a nice place to retire to, and it's a shame my father wasn't able to enjoy it along with Mama. But in any case I certainly enjoyed the time I spent there visiting her. |
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I went away to college in September of 1967, and for the next five and a half years would spend most of my life living in various dormitories. While at Southwestern, I occupied five different rooms in the building shown here, Bellingrath Hall. This view is what I would call the back of the building, though this is the quadrangle between the dorms and the refectory or dining hall. I occupied only one room which overlooked the quad, Room 214, which is the one just to the left of the top of the small tree to the left of the picture. I lived in 214 my freshman year, and except for a few weeks at the beginning of that year, all my other rooms in Bellingrath were located on the third floor on the opposite sides of the building. Bellingrath was obviously a men's dorm when I was there but it is now a women's dorm. |
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Stacy Hall |
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Craige Residence Hall |
After my graduation from Southwestern in May of 1971, I had barely a week to gather all my things and move to the University of North Carolina to start graduate school. The first summer I was there, I lived in room 316 in Stacy Hall, an older dorm on the central part of the campus. It lacked a number of amenities, air conditioning in particular, that I'd been used to at Southwestern, and I had a hard time adjusting to life on a big campus. My room was on the opposite side of the dorm from this picture. In the fall of 1971 I moved to Craige Residence Hall, the principal graduate student dorm at UNC. Although more modern than Stacy, this building still lacked A/C. I was coming to realize that folks up this way simply didn't view A/C as so much of a necessity as we "deep Southerners" did! I would spend the rest of my graduate school career living in Craige in either room 624 or 627, which are in suites on the other side of the building from this picture. |
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222 Third Street N.E. |
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717 Fifth Avenue NE |
I graduated from library school in December of 1972, and on my way home to Arkansas stopped in at Lenoir Rhyne College in Hickory, NC, for a job interview. I had barely stepped in the door at home when the phone rang and I was offered and accepted the job, so early in January 1973 I moved to Hickory to begin my library career. For the first week or ten days, I lived in the College's guest apartment and in a rented room in the home of a Mrs. Carl Schwart located some distance from the college. Then I found out about a furnished upstairs apartment in the home of Mr. and Mrs. G. B. Hart, the white house you see above, which was only a couple of blocks away from the college. The apartment consisted of a sitting room, small kitchen, bedroom, and tiny bath on the right hand side of the house (unfortunately mostly obscured by the big tree in front of the house in this picture). My bedroom was above Mrs. Hart's piano room, where she gave lessons, and my heat was controlled by the Hartsmaking for some chilly mornings when they decided to sleep in but I had to get up and go to work! Still, it was convenient and relatively inexpensive, nothing fancy but comfortable and nice. I lived there until Peg and I were married in September 1973 and we returned from our honeymoon. Shortly before Peg and I were married, I learned that one of the college's faculty members would be leaving to return to graduate school. She had been renting the house on Fifth Avenue NE that you see above. This place was even closer to the college than the Harts' place, and Peg and I were fortunate to be able to rent it for the remainder of our time in Hickory. It had a huge back yard, in which I could indulge my nascent interest in gardening, and the owner allowed us to have a dog. We could easily walk to work and generally enjoyed the big rooms and charms afforded by such an older property. We lived here from the fall of 1973 until May of 1975. |
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1403-A Holly Road |
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1323 Kenwood Lane |
In the spring of 1975 we left Hickory so I could take a job in The Claude Moore Health Sciences Library at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville. Housing was tighterand more expensivein Charlottesville than we'd been used to in Hickory, but after a short search, we located an apartment in a duplex on Holly Road. The building was owned by one of the engineering professors at the University and we lived in the apartment on the right in this picture. Again, we were lucky enough to have a nice back yard and could still keep our dog. Almost exactly a year after we came to Charlottesville, we bought our first house, the one you see above on Kenwood Lane. This home was located just around the corner from our Holly Road duplex, so moving wasn't too big of a chorealthough rolling our refrigerator down the street on a dolly was a bit precarious! Both pictures above are from March 1976; we moved into the Kenwood Lane house in May. Over the years, the exterior color scheme changed somewhat and the landscaping quite a bit, but generally things still looked about as they do in this picture. |
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1602 Merano Lane |
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1562 Pantops Mountain Place |
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