I found this photo in the GSU Library archives. We used to live here, but much later than September 23, 1951 – when this photo was taken. The building still exists, last I checked.
I don’t remember a whole lot about this place, except it’s where we decided to get married. That makes it pretty significant, though.
It’s also where “Sharla” lived. I don’t think I ever met “Sharla”, but late on Friday/Saturday nights, a very drunk guy would drive up (!), and from the street, would yell “SHARLA!” over and over.
We don’t live far from here now. It’s an easy walk. Funny how far we’ve gone, but have wound up in about the same place ~30 years later.