When Walls Talk (Paperback)

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Travel through time in this beautiful story told from a unique perspective. Five families and nearly one hundred years of history, narrated by the house that saw and heard it all. Today the walls are talking...sharing the stories and struggles of those five wonderful families. Meet the Nortons, Jensens, Karchners, Krebs, and the Reeds as they navigate through life's up and downs, joys and disappointments, trials and triumphs. Set against a backdrop of significant historical events and American pop culture, this is truly a delightful walk down memory lane.

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Travel through time in this beautiful story told from a unique perspective. Five families and nearly one hundred years of history, narrated by the house that saw and heard it all. Today the walls are talking...sharing the stories and struggles of those five wonderful families. Meet the Nortons, Jensens, Karchners, Krebs, and the Reeds as they navigate through life's up and downs, joys and disappointments, trials and triumphs. Set against a backdrop of significant historical events and American pop culture, this is truly a delightful walk down memory lane.

Travel through time in this beautiful story told from a unique perspective. Five families and nearly one hundred years of history, narrated by the house that saw and heard it all. Today the walls are talking...sharing the stories and struggles of those five wonderful families. Meet the Nortons, Jensens, Karchners, Krebs, and the Reeds as they navigate through life's up and downs, joys and disappointments, trials and triumphs. Set against a backdrop of significant historical events and American pop culture, this is truly a delightful walk down memory lane.

I am 132 Maple Drive, the 1928 two-story craftsman with the gabled roof and welcoming front porch. I have been many colors throughout the years—different hues of paint, layers of wallpaper, hardwood floors, carpets, linoleum, tile, new windows, new roof…change was a constant for me. But I was always ‘home’ to those I housed… I really did love all my families; some were easier to love than others that’s for certain, but I loved them all.