Hi, I’m your sweet first house. I’m little. I’m brick. I’m almost a hundred years old but I talk like a toddler. Many, many years from now you’ll still have fond memories of me. You’ll say things like: “We could see Slide Mountain from the living room.” “Remember how good the peaches were from that ugly tree?” And, my favorite, “We were so happy there.” Come meet me so we can get started.