Scenes from my past - Part Six

When I was growing up we lived about a mile from Main Street. There was a city bus stop just a block away from the house but I often walked instead. Streets were safe and nobody thought anything about a ten year old wandering them alone. There were several different ways to get there but West Street was one of my favorite walks. There were stores along the way and all the houses were nice. I think I almost recognize these porches.



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