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The spires and filigree stuff on the roof is gone. All those trees should've grown up ... are some of them, or their descendants, providing the shade off to the left, I wonder?
So how'd you find this?
Has a personality, however shabby, unlike houses today, no matter their price, which are all zeroes.
I don't remember how I found this thing. But Dixon is a town with some of my family history in it, so I caught the original picture somewhere with an address, and decided to goggle it up, and there we were.
The trees, yes. Long, long gone. The 1880s came along, and the 1890s, and the 1900s, and the 1910s, and on and on while the world revolved and changed and all sorts of shit happened, the 40s, the 60s, the 80s, who knows. I imagine migrant Mexican families lived in it awhile, since that's how old houses in Dixon went, but today, if it doesn't get torn down, maybe some sort of gentrification revival will hit the neighborhood. Who knows.
Wow. That is arresting, to compare the two.
I love that old house. Even in its dilapidated state, it's got good bones, in a Lauren Bacall kind of way. A little faded, a little banged-up by time and neglect, but you can still see the beauty there.
BTW, in case you're wondering, I am going to lose on the sealed envelope thing. <-- (sekret encoded message thinger)
...When California was still awesome. As compared to the last half-century or so.
Half century? Maybe I got out just in time!
My opinion much has improved since 1961. Much hasn't. Many of us will disagree on why, or what should be done.
But I really don't know what was so awesome about CA in 1876 that doesn't apply today.
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