We lived with my maternal grandmother when I was 12. My entire family was intact, aside from the fact that my baby brother was not to be born until I was sweet 16, so there was grams, mom and dad, me, my sister and three brothers.
We lived in a four bedroom brick ranch with full basement and two full bathrooms. We managed OK with the 8 of us and our dog Ranger. We moved into this brand new subdivision just being built in the late 1950’s with no sod or trees on any of the streets yet. We had a huge backyard that turned to mud every time it rained. Apparently they purchased the home before it was built and would always show me the blueprint of the lots to prove that we had the largest lot in our subdivision and that’s why they selected it.
I previously printed a picture of us kids with my cousin in my favorite room in that house, the kitchen.