This is a house my family lived in, for a year. It was built in 1723. It had a laundry shoot you could jump down, from the top floor to the basement. Mice and a feral cat lived in the walls.
I fell out of a willow tree in the back on September 30, 1981 at 7:30pm. I was wearing my favorite clothes. They were cut off me at the hospital. I spent a month in traction and another six weeks in the bottom left room of this house.
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