In 1955, my parents separated, and my mom, my sister, and I moved to Tacoma. Since my mom had been hired to teach music at Mason Junior High, and when we first moved there she had no car; we moved into the Proctor District where the school was locacted. We moved into a house that had been divided into three apartments. There were two apartments upstairs, and we had the downstairs of the house. I have such wonderful memories of that house / apartment. We lived there for maybe only five years, but most of my favorite childhood memories are of that house. It was dirrectly across the street from the grade school I attended, and right next door to the public library.
The building on the right is the old public library and the building on the left (the new library) is where our house / apartment stood.