Unvarnished truth

I like to wander our local alleyways. For one thing, it's a change of pace from the usual scenery. But it's also a glimpse into the past, to the unvarnished truth of a home. It's a little like meeting people at a come-as-you-are breakfast.

From the front, this 1930s house looks like a typical post-WWII house. From the back, you can imagine how it was advanced for its time—two cars!—but a little bit worn, a little bit neglected, and a little bit undersized for today.