Seasons of life in the neighborhood
Thoreson
We bought our house in Post Falls in 1987 and 39 years later it’s still home. Neighbor families have come and gone with only a very few on our street having lived here as long as us. Our daughters grew up and away.
These days we’ve become the age of “hey, you kids, get off my lawn” except we enjoy seeing the neighborhood kids shooting baskets, riding their bikes and skipping to and from the school bus stop.
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