Visiting here is a throwback in every sense of the word. It was the first year that Bates and Polly joined the family. This is a tiny town that gives Mayberry a run for its money. There is a vegetable garden in the backyard that has been delivering farm to table ingredients for the 70 years my Grandma has owned this home. She still gardens and she is closing in on 100. Her food is homemade. You can go an entire visit before realizing you never ate at a restaurant. The yard is enormous. Both neighbors have several acres of farmland and horses, cows or both. The front yard has 4 huge trees, perfectly distanced from one another in the shape of a square. Every summer it was the perfect baseball field for all of the siblings and cousins. On a progressive note, it was in fact my Grandma that bought this house, not my Grandpa, which was unheard of back then. They moved in when my Mom was in elementary school. Grandma still lives there and she is now in her mid-90’s. My Grandpa used to sit outside under a shade tree and watch the town drive past. Friends and neighbors would stop by unannounced regularly. It is common for passing strangers to stop and knock on the door if they ran out of gas or got a flat tire. In a town like this, you can open the door and people still help others. You can see the awesome retro Mid-Century Modern furniture in the kitchen. I think this piece of furniture is why I love all vintage things that are orange. My little orange Bates was also a fan of the orange banquette. Every time he was missing from the living room or the bedroom, we would find him not just in the kitchen, but sitting here at the table.