|2409 Naudain Street (house with red door) - our home for eleven years in Philadelphia, PA|
From 1969 to 1980, Bill and I lived in a center city town house in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Prior to that we lived in an apartment in Roxborough, which was also in Philadelphia.
When our rent was raised significantly in our Roxborough apartment we decided to buy a house and put our monthly housing expense into equity.
I always wanted to live in Center City Philadelphia so I could walk to work and…..walk to the bars. Hey, it is what it is. I didn't have a car (Bill drove) and parking was always a bitch anyway when we went to the bars, so why not move to Center City?
|Our home with the roof deck (see green cinder blocks at the top of the roof|
So we went from paying $165 a month rental for a two bedroom apartment to paying $127 a month mortgage on a house that we bought for $27,000, which at the time I thought was outrageously expensive. However, just to put the prices in context, our Center City Philadelphia house last sold in June of 2009 for $592,000.
We loved that home. There was an entranceway on the first floor as you walked in. To the right was a garage (barely large enough for Bill's car but he never parked it in the garage because someone would park in front of the house and block him so he always parked outside).
Further on down the hallway was a coat closet (something I don't have in this monster of a house we live in now). Then a full bathroom and in the back a laundry room leading to the walled in back yard.
|Me on the grill in the back yard - a hibachi - whatever happened to them?|
To the left was a den with a fireplace.
On the second floor (I have photos of all these but I'm not posting them because I don't want to overload this post with photos) there was a dining room, kitchen (albeit very small, a "Pullman" type kitchen) and a large living room with TWO Mussolini balconies overlooking the walled in back yard.
|The view of our backyard from one of the living room balconies on the second floor - Bill built that swing|
On the third floor were two bedrooms; one in the front and the other in the back separated by a full bathroom. Bill had the front bedroom and I had the back bedroom. Yes, we sleep apart, have for years…..I sleep alone having grown up sharing a communal bed with my two younger brothers until I was 14 years old.
We surely did love that house but there came a time when I tired of going to the bars, got tired of the noise of living in center city Philly (police sirens almost continuously and still to this day, when Pat and I visited last November the sirens were still going reminding me of why I left). I also yearned for openness and fresh air. The downside was that I would now have to commute to work by train.
Bill built a rooftop deck to satisfy my need for privacy, space and sun.