Decent, Safe, and Sanitary Housing
AbstractI grew up in a small midwestern town in a nice, quiet neighborhood of middle-class working people. After I finished high school and my childhood sweetheart returned from the Korean War, we married. My husband was in school when we were expecting our first child. Our little town was growing. A new highway cut through my old childhood neighborhood, and our town's first public housing was built nearby. On our limited income, we qualified for a unit. Ironically, our new home was located precisely where my childhood home had been.
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