When my father died in Dec 1975 he left behind my mother
(an unemployed wife) his seven children and two thousand dollars.
My mum took the two thousand and paid her deposit on this house.
It was valued at 20,000 back then.
We all grew up and moved away.
Mum aged and suffered various ailments and eventually moved in with my youngest sister.
She is still living there now and after many attempts to convince her she has finally let go of the house.
The new owners I believe intend to demolish and rebuild. It was affected by coal subsidence and the earthquake which hit years ago.
I am not sorry to see an end to it.
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It was a dirty dirty old house, but a family home none the less. I remember every time we'd visit my allergies would go through the roof. Grandma is in a better place now with Betty, plus she wont be so alone.
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