I grew up here. My great aunt, Anna Hardin Dellinger and uncle Pat Dellinger lift in it before my family. The house actually was an old one room school house. It was called the Gravel Pit School #5. When we moved in, the once one room brick school had been divided into 4 rooms. Under the plaster and lathe walls were still old slate chalk boards with writing on them. You could see the old steps leading up to what had once been the entrance to the school. My parents Robert Alonzo aka Pete Sharp and my mother Delores aka Dee, Morris Sharp bought the property from Chris and Elizabeth Raber.
As you see the railroad tracks were just across the road from the house. There also was an old cement mile marker in the ditch before the track. Sometimes a train would go by and rattle the windows and the putty would crack causing the pane of glass to fall out. Dad got pretty good a cutting glass.

I grew up here. My great aunt, Anna Hardin Dellinger and uncle Pat Dellinger lift in it before my family. The house actually was an old one room school house. It was called the Gravel Pit School #5. When we moved in, the once one room brick school had been divided into 4 rooms. Under the plaster and lathe walls were still old slate chalk boards with writing on them. You could see the old steps leading up to what had once been the entrance to the school. My parents Robert Alonzo aka Pete Sharp and my mother Delores aka Dee, Morris Sharp bought the property from Chris and Elizabeth Raber.
As you see the railroad tracks were just across the road from the house. There also was an old cement mile marker in the ditch before the track. Sometimes a train would go by and rattle the windows and the putty would crack causing the pane of glass to fall out. Dad got pretty good a cutting glass.