tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10441491312193843072024-03-13T12:26:27.835-07:00HOMES OF GLEN NOVINGER“HOMES OF GLEN NOVINGER” chronicles the homes in which I have lived throughout my lifetime. Some of the homes were owned by me, some not, and some were rented. But all were important to my life experience.Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-20924134521564318992014-08-10T01:15:00.000-07:002015-01-06T18:20:00.286-08:00THE HOMES WHERE I HAVE LIVED<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Some people are fortunate to live in the same home all of their lives, comfortable in knowing everything about their community, their friends and neighbors, and sometimes even the house where they were born and have lived all of their life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These persons are lucky to have had a rich life experience with a deep knowledge of their community at all levels and with friends that go back to their childhood. Others like myself have lived in many communities and countries and have a different life experience, rich in the knowledge of many places and cultures, and with friends from each place where we have lived. I have enjoyed my rich life experience and it has made me the person I am.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I believe that one life experience is no more preferable than another. Our life just is.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Perhaps at a basic level we don’t even fully choose the life we end up living. Sure we make many conscious choices, directing us this way and that. But our life is still, to a large part, the result of many factors of birth, family, and experience which we had no part in choosing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So in the end our life just is. And we must live it to the best of our capability and take satisfaction in the years as they pass. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To recall the HOMES WHERE I HAVE LIVED is to recall the life I have lived and the people who have been a part of that experience. May you also enjoy my memories and I encourage you to recall your life and take satisfaction in your memories.</span></div>
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<b></b>Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-62722061520139441242007-09-03T06:08:00.000-07:002015-01-06T18:27:03.769-08:0020th HOME - CASA del SOL at "SOL y LUNA", PATZCUARO, MICHOACAN, MEXICO<div align="justify">
CASA del SOL is located at SOL y LUNA, a small colonial style enclave we have developed and where we built our own home, along with new custom designed homes for sale to others. It is located on Callejon del Sol, a short private, gated street that serves only SOL y LUNA, only 2 blocks from the Main Plaza in the Center of Patzcuaro. This is a special hideaway for us in Mexico.</div>
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Casa del Sol is located on the right, behind the parked car.<br />
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One of the characteristics of this house is the light. We have light into the living spaces from both the interior courtyard and from the rear garden.<br />
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<br />Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-25395058797960010392004-06-15T07:00:00.000-07:002011-09-07T07:20:59.573-07:0019th HOME - 333 AVENIDA LAZARO CARDENAS, PATZCUARO, MICHOACAN, MEXICO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In 2004 we purchased a house in ruins in Patzcuaro, Michoacan, Mexico, and spent 6 months renovating it and landscaping the garden. Then in January of 2005 we moved into what has become our Mexican home. Since one of the nicest trees in the garden is a jacaranda, we named our home "La Jacaranda".<br />
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Patzcuaro is located at 7,200 feet elevation on a plateau between the state capitol, Morelia, and Uruapan, a center for agricultural processing, packaging, and shipping. Although in the early years of the Spanish Colonial Period, Patzcuaro was the state capitol, that was nearly 500 years ago, Morelia is now the capital, and Patzcuaro is a small colonial village, with a central plaza,little changed since 1535. <br />
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With the sun of 7,200 feet and a climate that seldom brings us freezing temperatures, we have a profusion of both flowers and fruit trees. In our garden we have over 100 different species of trees, bushes, vines, and flowers. Possibly the best avocados in the world come from the state of Michoacan and the 2 avocado trees in our garden give us a steady supply during most of the months of the year.<br />
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We have lunch on our back porch nearly every day and enjoy the garden and the many birds and hummingbirds that visit us throughout the year.<br />
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Birds of many species pass through or live in our garden, especially hummingbirds. It is a pleasure to watch them come and go to our flowering plants as we eat lunch.<br />
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It is a daily pleasure to spend each day in Patzcuaro, with its rich cultural and religious traditions, good climate, and varied bird life. Patzcuaro, and the Colonial Circle which extends through several adjoining states in central Mexico, is a pleasant and interesting part of the Mexico and the world.<br />
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La Jacaranda is a peaceful retreat within the Colonial Circle.</div>
Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-90108717373856300451999-08-02T06:00:00.000-07:002011-09-17T08:05:00.924-07:0018th HOME - 5324 MAGDELENA DRIVE, AUSTIN, TEXAS<div align="center"></div> <div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEToFVNv3-I/AAAAAAAADpE/ePOQiFNM1fg/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEToFVNv3-I/AAAAAAAADpE/ePOQiFNM1fg/s400/009.JPG" width="400" height="300" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center"></div> <div align="justify">During early 1999 Tracy & I bought a lot from a builder on the Barton Creek Greenbelt in Lost Creek at Gaines Ranch in southwest Austin, Texas. After making some modifications to the house design we had the house built and moved to 5324 Magdelena Drive in May of 1999.</div> <div align="justify"> <br />For several years after moving to Magdelena we had our office in Oakhill, a commercial area just 10 minutes from our house, so the location of the house proved very convenient with no traffic. We have enjoyed the quiet streets and nice neighbors of Lost Creek at Gaines Ranch, where we walk or bike each morning.</div> <div align="justify"></div> <div align="justify"></div> <div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TETonEzBqDI/AAAAAAAADpQ/-RiBlclKg7Y/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TETonEzBqDI/AAAAAAAADpQ/-RiBlclKg7Y/s400/011.JPG" width="400" height="300" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center"></div> <div align="justify">But one of the most enjoyable elements of living here is the location of the house on the Barton Creek Greenbelt. From our living room and dinning area we look out on a groomed area of greenbelt stretching to the trees in the distance. We enjoy the visual space of that view all day when we are in the house.</div> <div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TETo7f9O3HI/AAAAAAAADpY/d-mp_ERc_mE/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TETo7f9O3HI/AAAAAAAADpY/d-mp_ERc_mE/s400/012.JPG" width="400" height="300" /></a></div> <div align="justify">With our bird feeder in the back yard and the view to the north to the trees and hills beyond, we are content in our Austin home.</div> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-17117540458604594611993-12-28T18:57:00.000-08:002011-09-17T07:50:30.855-07:0017th HOME - 5617 WESTVIEW ROAD, AUSTIN, TEXAS<div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEUBe4Id7QI/AAAAAAAADpk/bZzE98QEgns/s1600/Westview+Road+-+JPG.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEUBe4Id7QI/AAAAAAAADpk/bZzE98QEgns/s400/Westview+Road+-+JPG.jpg" width="400" height="285" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: left">Upon moving to Austin, Texas, in December, 1993, we purchased this house on Westview Road in Oakhill, the southwestern part of the city.  We renovated the double garage into a large family room with a bathroom and then used it as our company offices for a few years.</div> <div style="text-align: center; clear: both" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDHyITd8zJg/TnSZic3yANI/AAAAAAAAE4k/HfhMx6fZo-Q/s1600/Casa+Verde+Backyard.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 5px" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDHyITd8zJg/TnSZic3yANI/AAAAAAAAE4k/HfhMx6fZo-Q/s320/Casa+Verde+Backyard.jpg" width="387" height="293" /></a>Rear yard at Westview Road</div> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-2283098478103819211989-12-29T13:09:00.000-08:002015-01-06T18:30:32.291-08:0016th HOME - 3232 SOUTH CLIFTON, WICHITA, KANSAS<div align="justify">
On December 29, 1989, we purchased the Colonial Mobile Home Part in Wichita, Kansas. At the time we were living in Denver, Colorado, and working from there to supervise our mobile home parks in Wyoming, Colorado, Iowa, Kansas, and Oklahoma. Since the Colonial Mobile Home Park was our largest investment, it was more centrally located to the other properties, and he came with a large home on 3 acres of lawn, we decided to move our office to Wichita and live in the home at the property.</div>
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Since the mobile home part had 551 homes and was over 1/2 mile long, we often traveled thru the property by electric golf cart.<br />
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After 5 years in Wichita, we moved to Austin, Texas.</div>
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South Magnolia Street in Southeast Denver is a very special house for me. It was to this house that Tracy and I moved when we married on March 31, 1984. <br />
The house was located in Welshire East, a housing area of 400 houses on the north side of Hampden and east side of Monaco, near the corner of I-25 and Hampden Avenue in Southeast Denver. Here we lived for 6 years. Tracy had her office just 2 blocks away and I had the offices of Novinger Resources, Inc. in the house, using the family room on the main floor and all of the basement.<br />
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Denver is great, the weather is wonderful, the city is exciting, and we had friends and family throughout the city and a long history of living and working in the City.<br />
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Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-19116384899570367041981-04-01T02:00:00.000-08:002011-09-17T05:04:41.478-07:0014th HOME - 708 S. YORK STREET, DENVER, COLORADO<div>
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After selling the Victorian house in Nevada, Iowa, in the spring of 1980, we bought and renovated this house at 708 S. York Street in Denver, Colorado. 708 S. York Street was a traditional house of the type built in the close-in, central area of Denver in the early part of the 1900's. <br />
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The house was of average size for older houses in central Denver and it was dated in style and design. Perhaps the only thing that was special about it was that it was in one of the most desirable locations of downtown Denver with easy access to both downtown and the Cherry Creek Shopping area. <br />
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Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-58917476160377597081980-10-31T01:00:00.000-08:002011-09-07T07:22:05.091-07:0013th HOME - SOUTH 2nd STREET, NEVADA, IOWAUpon returning to the United States from Nova Scotia in the fall of 1979, I purchased a 5,000 s.f. Victorian Home in a sad state of repair in Nevada, Iowa. Nevada is the county seat of Story County, and is located only 15 miles from Collins, Iowa, where I grew up and graduated from high school.<br />
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My Mother and Father still lived on the farm south of Collins, and 1979 was the first time I had lived in the area since graduating from high school in 1957. We closed on the purchase of the house on Halloween Day, October 31, 1979, and renovated the house over the winter and sold it in the spring of 1980.<br />
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It is interesting to remember that I bought the paint for the outside of the house from a paint store in Denver, Colorado, and hauled it to Nevada. The paint was a close-out item, on sale for $2.00 per gallon! Even in 1979 good paint cost $18 to $20 per gallon. But the $2.00 paint was still on the house and looking good several years later.Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-23373341453373527661977-09-15T07:33:00.000-07:002011-09-07T07:34:12.734-07:0012th HOME–Sarty Farm, Lunenburg County, NS<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qlDzHLjSZso/TmeAdY9iL3I/AAAAAAAAE0s/0diJvAI2bew/s1600-h/Sarty%252520Farm%25252C%252520Lunenburg%252520Co%25252C%252520NS%252520%2525285%252529%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Sarty Farm, Lunenburg Co, NS (5)" border="0" alt="Sarty Farm, Lunenburg Co, NS (5)" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KiH7KHzp6a4/TmeAdiWBF_I/AAAAAAAAE0w/lvXN4LhnrJg/Sarty%252520Farm%25252C%252520Lunenburg%252520Co%25252C%252520NS%252520%2525285%252529_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="300" height="340" /></a></p> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-2230562020333981341977-06-15T01:00:00.000-07:002011-09-07T07:22:20.838-07:0011th HOME - OAKLAND ROAD, HALIFAX, NOVA SCOTIA, CANADA<div align="center">
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Oakland Terrace was located in the center of Halifax, Nova Scotia, with eash access to schools, churches, and the center of town. When we moved there in 1977 the house was divided into 9 apartments. We converted the main part of the house back to a 3 story private home and retained 6 apartments with private exterior entries on the rear of the house. <br />
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While the house had the appearance and feel of a private home from the front, it generated substantial income to support our costs.<br />
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Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-74094321779345402071971-12-15T00:40:00.000-08:002011-09-07T07:22:41.513-07:0010th HOME: #7 MARTIN LANE, DENVER, COLORADO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We bought #7 Martin Lane in the Cherry Hills area of South Denver in 1971. The lot was 1 acre, located across a small creek, and accessed by a private lane and bridge. It was a great place for Lucy and Curtis, playing in not only our yard but the adjoining yards with no fences separating them. Just one yard away was the Cherry Hills Country Club <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Golf course</span> which offered the neighborhood kids a large area to roam, when they didn't get caught by the County Club members. We sold the house in 1977 when we moved back to Halifax, Nova <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Scotia</span>.<br />
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Not home for long, just a summer cottage on Marriotts Cove. But a wonderful place to be in the warm days of July and August in Nova Scotia. Marriott's Cove is a community on a cove off of the Atlantic Ocean, just west of the Village of Chester in Lunenburg County.<br />
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Lucy and Curtis in the rowboat in front of the cottage on Marriotts Cove.Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-30178490694285749621970-01-08T07:28:00.000-08:002011-09-07T19:38:57.608-07:008th HOME–Cottage on Shaw Island, NS<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Zhn5KTeBWiU/TmgquEqkUhI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/yfCEWDGI0ME/s1600-h/IMG_0205%252520-%252520Copy%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0205 - Copy" border="0" alt="IMG_0205 - Copy" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_WvKPtZbWFw/TmgquZq0kSI/AAAAAAAAE2U/1czjZeIkCww/IMG_0205%252520-%252520Copy_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="414" height="286" /></a></p> <p>Shaw Island in August is a wonderful retreat just west of Halifax on the South Shore. With protected back bays and beautiful vistas, a summer on Shaw Island is filled with fresh fish, picking berries, and time on the water. We don’t have a picture of the cottage but in the above photo is a photo of the boat dock which is just a few feet from the cottage.  The Gaff-rigged Schooner on the right of the photo was ours and a closer photo of the schooner appears below.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JaztZ2abPmA/TmgqvNAStEI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/bS02uSLjJfU/s1600-h/IMG_0041%252520-%252520Copy%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0041 - Copy" border="0" alt="IMG_0041 - Copy" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-3yzedzmPruY/TmgqvciWKuI/AAAAAAAAE2c/jpRWF7AV7W4/IMG_0041%252520-%252520Copy_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="301" /></a></p> <p>Shaw Island is located on Chester Basin. Great for sailing, fishing, and shopping. One interesting historical fact is located on Oak Island in the bottom of the map below. Oak Island is the site of the world’s longest running hunt for lost treasure. No one is sure exactly but various theories suggest that a Pirate, or the Knights Templar, or Francis Bacon created a mysterious Money Pit on the island, protected by a series of ingenious traps that would flood the tunnels, flooding the shafts with sea water to protect from treasure hunters. For hundreds of years treasure hunters have tried to recover the treasure, without success. But during the summer of 2011 the hunt in on again.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-a20nG9xykpY/TmgqvzFCvlI/AAAAAAAAE2g/IBCjCD9qcjw/s1600-h/Shaw%252520Island_Page_2%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Shaw Island_Page_2" border="0" alt="Shaw Island_Page_2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3HT619UUX9c/TmgqwDYS5GI/AAAAAAAAE2k/n8rooa-4FFQ/Shaw%252520Island_Page_2_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="422" height="415" /></a></p> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-98700303228276441970-01-07T07:25:00.000-08:002011-09-07T17:06:03.734-07:007th HOME – Eastern Shore, Nova Scotia<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a1nZHXXqwFA/TmeNERAyJLI/AAAAAAAAE1M/Eq3_aVCPGvI/s1600-h/IMG_0020%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0020" border="0" alt="IMG_0020" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-w5rUIGDKYdc/TmeNEtgZsDI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/J_uVW7qkh-k/IMG_0020_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="355" height="290" /></a></p> <p>An institution for residents of Nova Scotia is the “Summer Cottage”. During the years 1969 – 1971 when we first lived there, everyone had a cottage during 6 weeks in the summer and occasionally throughout the year families spend a holiday or weekend at their cottage. Cottages ran the gambit from small and inexpensive to large and lavish.  In our case our cottage was rented, small, inexpensive and we all enjoyed it.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Z7a3fJ_bfO4/TmfbvUWoj0I/AAAAAAAAE1w/BOZgk52OAiQ/s1600-h/ES%252520Map%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ES Map" border="0" alt="ES Map" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-qnxSb0Ewg3I/Tmfbv529j9I/AAAAAAAAE10/FyZv8G0EGbc/ES%252520Map_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="427" height="166" /></a></p> <p>The Eastern Shore is a little developed area running along the Atlantic Coast east from Halifax. With many inlets and bays, there were many cottages right on the sea.  </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OTvnDELSoJU/TmgG5Vpo3NI/AAAAAAAAE2A/M4yUMqCLvZM/s1600-h/IMG_0050_edited-1%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Lobster traps being brought in a the end of the lobster season." border="0" alt="Lobster traps being brought in a the end of the lobster season." src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2ZKqX2VgOLQ/TmgG52vXrkI/AAAAAAAAE2E/xOPGS-nfBBY/IMG_0050_edited-1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="176" /></a></p> <p align="right"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mtcfRv4Trfw/TmgG6VQ7AoI/AAAAAAAAE2I/sYR-2jGK1zQ/s1600-h/IMG_0011_edited-1%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0011_edited-1" border="0" alt="IMG_0011_edited-1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lQ7FYuDMuo0/TmgG6kvu2sI/AAAAAAAAE2M/_TiNceqM05A/IMG_0011_edited-1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="174" /></a></p> <p>One of the treats of a cottage in this area was the opportunity to buy fresh lobster from the fishermen as they returned to shore each day.  In 1969 we were buying lobster from them for $0.75/lb. and cooking them in sea water over a wood fired kitchen stove.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xozqc0Q4LfY/TmfbwkOu3OI/AAAAAAAAE14/RQk38Df6wtI/s1600-h/chedabu%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="chedabu" border="0" alt="chedabu" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RnJq7OD5E-Y/TmfbxrQwcHI/AAAAAAAAE18/x9KzZ9EdvVo/chedabu_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="430" height="304" /></a></p> <p><strong><font color="#333333"></font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#333333"></font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#333333">The Easter Shore of Nova Scotia</font></strong></p> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-82543829149572826541970-01-06T00:30:00.000-08:002011-09-07T08:34:09.391-07:006th HOME - 1941 WOODLAWN TERRACE, HALIFAX, NOVA SCOTIA, CANADAThe Glen Novinger Family arrived in Halifax, Nova Scotia, in 1969 after 2 years living in Managua, Nicaragua. The change from Managua to Halifax was from a tropical climate to a northern Atlantic chilly to cold temperate climate and from a Latin American Spanish culture to an Anglo/British based English culture. But I would not want to neglect the opportunity to say that we loved the life of the Maritime Provinces of Canada and Nova Scotia in particular; and we end up spending several years living in Halifax.<br />
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In 1969 I was sent to Nova Scotia by the International Division of Citibank as Senior Regional Officer of the Mercantile Bank of Canada. In this position I had responsibility for the banking operations in the four Maritime Provinces of the Mercantile Bank, a Canadian Chartered Bank with its head office in Montreal. My office was in the Halifax Branch of the Bank at One Sackville Street and Water Street. From my office I could look across Water Street to the wharves and the harbour and watch the workers each morning bring out the drying racks filled with cod fish to dry in the sun and air.<br />
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<div></div>Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-75634374964478396011970-01-05T07:18:00.000-08:002011-09-07T13:43:26.744-07:005th HOME – Las Colinas, Managua, Nicaragua<p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4NS7ejQWIKY/TmeLj_1bBxI/AAAAAAAAE1E/EcY6KvTiAOk/s1600-h/IMG_0050%252520%2525282%252529%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0050 (2)" border="0" alt="IMG_0050 (2)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FN8CAtYPPGU/TmeLkGPYOPI/AAAAAAAAE1I/48UNdpFBdS0/IMG_0050%252520%2525282%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" height="327" /></a></p> <p>Upon arriving in Managua, Nicaragua, in September of 1967, we spent the first 2 months in a suite at the Grand Hotel on Avenida Roosevelt, across from the Managua Cathedral. The Grand Hotel was a well known institution in the center of Managua for many decades, but it was destroyed by the 1972 earthquake that knocked down many of the buildings in central Managua. In November of 1967 we moved into a house that Citi Bank rented for us in the Las Colinas Development, 5 miles southeast of Managua on the highway to Masaya.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-vbZDozm-gpc/TmfXbMSNo4I/AAAAAAAAE1o/HkL3GRJkw0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0053%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="House in Las Colinas, Nicaragua" border="0" alt="House in Las Colinas, Nicaragua" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5JSSZ5q6jQU/TmfXbWyctMI/AAAAAAAAE1s/gDRjjtibj8M/IMG_0053_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="312" height="316" /></a></p> <p>At Las Colinas our daughter, Lucy, ran barefoot through the garden and Curtis, who was born in Managua in 1968, learned to swim before he was 1 year old in the community pool next door.</p> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-85717890827404720501970-01-04T06:58:00.000-08:002011-09-11T08:58:33.762-07:004th HOME – Jumeirah Beach, Dubai, Trucial States <div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:7ab9f518-475c-41a2-a5bf-6735cd0e1eec" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent">Technorati Tags: <a href="http://technorati.com/tags/dubai" rel="tag">dubai</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/trucial+states" rel="tag">trucial states</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/citibank" rel="tag">citibank</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/first+national+city+bank+of+new+york" rel="tag">first national city bank of new york</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/novinger" rel="tag">novinger</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/glen+novinger" rel="tag">glen novinger</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/dubai+oil+pool" rel="tag">dubai oil pool</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tags/arabian+gulf" rel="tag">arabian gulf</a></div> <a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-S2wjjuovg6o/TmzLqLH7lcI/AAAAAAAAE3I/i_YA86qf7tM/s1600-h/Dubai_0049%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Dubai_0049" border="0" alt="Dubai_0049" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7x1x6fdI2mk/TmzLqYoecxI/AAAAAAAAE3M/Qd4Mu8hDrhY/Dubai_0049_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" height="286" /></a> <p align="center"><u><strong>LIFE ON JUMEIRAH BEACH</strong></u></p> <p align="center"><u><strong>BEFORE THE DISCOVERY OF OIL</strong></u> <u><strong></strong></u></p> <p align="center"></p> <div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:84E294D0-71C9-4bd0-A0FE-95764E0368D9:ddf0bb9c-ac31-4f12-a067-0a6ba4ab066d" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><a href="http://www.bing.com/maps/default.aspx?v=2&cp=25.2447~55.34912&lvl=7&style=r&mkt=en-us&FORM=LLWR" id="map-61a21ac4-244e-4880-823b-5aee4b21c512" alt="View map" title="View map"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5dEYfDwqfH0/TmzLqnVYM1I/AAAAAAAAE3Q/AZ1lr9_Gjyg/map-df6f602b3e63.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="240" alt="Location of Dubai"></a><br><label for="map-61a21ac4-244e-4880-823b-5aee4b21c512" style="font-size:.8em;">Location of Dubai</label></div> <p align="justify">Dubai, Trucial States, was our home beginning on August 15, 1965. There were only 12 western style homes in the whole country, and all 12 were located on Jumeirah Beach, 1.5 miles south of center of Dubai, and right on the beach of the Arabian Gulf. The First National City Bank of New York, now Citibank, had rented 3 of the homes and we lived in this one, just steps from the water of the Gulf. For birthday parties, like the one above, the kids had camel rides up and down the beach.</p> <p align="justify">Jumeirah Beach is now a different world after the discovery of oil in the Gulf in 1966. Jumeirah Beach is now the location of many grand buildings, residential developments, luxury hotels, and one of the largest, most beautiful mosques in the world, Jumeirah Mosque, which appears below.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ZBl4tiIVvjw/TmzLsdPE3OI/AAAAAAAAE3U/498FGKyPrYI/s1600-h/Jumeirah-Mosque%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Jumeirah-Mosque" border="0" alt="Jumeirah-Mosque" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XaD48Ct4U-s/TmzLs6ZSMkI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/MoUC6LsDL0s/Jumeirah-Mosque_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="318" /></a></p> <p align="justify">But life was good before the discovery of oil. With only 85 non-Arabs living in the country, we socialized in each others homes on a daily basis like the gathering of friends below in our home.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Gh5hf9V1Mkw/TmzLtJNOhqI/AAAAAAAAE3c/IM_AjLowwlg/s1600-h/Dubai_0001%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Dubai_0001" border="0" alt="Dubai_0001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HULxxydgcqc/TmzLts8Cc3I/AAAAAAAAE3g/tdo75M-UKR0/Dubai_0001_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="421" height="293" /></a> </p> <p>And from time to time we had dinners at the house for employees of the First National City Bank as in the photo below.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Ko7HLQ6njnY/TmzLuJD5LNI/AAAAAAAAE3k/jjeqq3FsLDw/s1600-h/Dubai_0003%252520%2525284%252529%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Dubai_0003 (4)" border="0" alt="Dubai_0003 (4)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-lOD4GCXl2Ns/TmzLuWGwnjI/AAAAAAAAE3o/y4mhzXq2i4g/Dubai_0003%252520%2525284%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="242" height="165" /></a></p> <p align="justify"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-vtINEDza1EI/TmzLuxExl4I/AAAAAAAAE3s/apQtEro9l64/s1600-h/Dubai_0002%252520%2525285%252529%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Dubai_0002 (5)" border="0" alt="Dubai_0002 (5)" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jfwjY51DWgA/TmzLvBhW7YI/AAAAAAAAE3w/BXWHu5MV3PE/Dubai_0002%252520%2525285%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="242" height="164" /></a></p> <p align="justify">We were assisted in the house in the British Foreign Service tradition by an Indian “Houseboy”, Abu, from Kerala State on the Malabar Coast of south-west India. Abu’s photo appears below.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-c8LWXu4oKPU/TmzLvs9elXI/AAAAAAAAE30/lG9JdFWYnDM/s1600-h/IMG_0013_edited-1%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Abu, our house boy in Dubai." border="0" alt="Abu, our house boy in Dubai." src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-OsAq0wY_zxE/TmzLvwK5J_I/AAAAAAAAE34/L5dVT2DqeeI/IMG_0013_edited-1_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="330" height="329" /></a></p> <p align="justify">Living in Dubai, Trucial States, in 1965- 1967 was to experience a period of the past in the recent present. Little had changed in Dubai during the previous 100’s of years.  All that began to change in 1966 when Continental Oil made the Dubai Pool Oil Discovery off the coast of Dubai in the Arabian Gulf. The Photo below is a testament to our life before the discovery of oil in Dubai.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-slPFyanAJ-Q/TmzLwLjZMmI/AAAAAAAAE38/Jk1sDt-HESE/s1600-h/IMG_0001%252520%2525282%252529%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0001 (2)" border="0" alt="IMG_0001 (2)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KeSeLXAKwH4/TmzLwroF3zI/AAAAAAAAE4A/VUee0YmX_rE/IMG_0001%252520%2525282%252529_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="292" height="477" /></a></p> <p><strong>Glen Novinger, Austin, Texas</strong></p> Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-62240302808075577341970-01-03T19:32:00.000-08:002011-09-07T08:16:11.012-07:003rd HOME - NOVINGER FARM, COLLINS, IOWA<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEN5Fk5_UFI/AAAAAAAADn0/8Ce_F1zJdXU/s1600/3rd+Home+in+Winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEN5Fk5_UFI/AAAAAAAADn0/8Ce_F1zJdXU/s320/3rd+Home+in+Winter.jpg" /></a></div>It was a cold day, March 1, 1947, when we moved from Lucerne, Missouri, to the Novinger Farm, 2 miles south of Collins, Iowa, on Hwy 65. In fact it was a typical Iowa winter. There was so much snow that the trucks hauling the cattle and horses just backed up into a frozen snow drift and unloaded the farm animals onto the frozen snow!<br />
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Mom and Dad moved to Iowa specifically to buy more productive land, have a farm located on a paved road, and have access to a better school system for me and my sister, Dorothy Kay. It was a wise move, eventhough Dad's brothers thought he was crazy to pay $255 per acre when he could buy all the land he could ever use in Missouri for $75 per acre. Both states proved good for the "Novinger Boys" and 50 years later the $255 per acre looked like a bargain, as Iowa farm land was then worth $3000 to $4000 per acre.<br />
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The better schools in Iowa proved good for Dorothy Kay and me, as well as our brother, Jim, and sister, Jo Anne, who were soon born in Iowa. It was in Collins that I grew up from 2nd grade through high school. But the winters were cold and windy, with lots of snow and ice. Below is a picture of a mild and beautiful winter day.<br />
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</div><div>At this farm I learned to fish in the stock pond, and at 5 years of age began milking "my own milk cow", which Dad bought just so I had my own "chores"! I don't have a picture of the cow but here I am fishing at the pond with the house and barn in the distance.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENv09Tlq4I/AAAAAAAADnM/4PL185VDfd4/s1600/Pond+Fishing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENv09Tlq4I/AAAAAAAADnM/4PL185VDfd4/s400/Pond+Fishing.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENwDlSPieI/AAAAAAAADnU/C7EE7qnivUE/s1600/Pond+Fishing+Cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENwDlSPieI/AAAAAAAADnU/C7EE7qnivUE/s320/Pond+Fishing+Cropped.jpg" /></a></div>Remembering back to this time, it seems like it must have been in an earlier century. Well I guess it was. We had no electricity, no running water, and the toilet was an outhouse. I started school at 5 years of age at the Jones School. The school was 2 miles from the farm on dirt (or mud, or snowy) roads. Dad and Mom bought a Shetland pony for me to ride to school and the week before school started Dad built a horse stall for the pony in the horse shed at school to separate it from the larger horses the older students rode to school. But that pony was a pest. To start with he was about 10 <span style="color: yellow;">or</span> 15 years older than I was! And devious! If I ever dropped the reins while opening or shutting a gate, the pony would take off at a trot or run all the way to school, leaving me in the dust to walk the 2 miles.<br />
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<div></div><div>Well once you got to school, it was much like the farm house,. It was a one room building with no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">electricity</span>, no running water, an outhouse outside, a well to pump drinking water, and a pot bellied stove in one corner for a limited amount of heat. But the teaching system was the most interesting. There were 8 grades in the school totaling 12 students but with only one teacher who stayed in one of the homes of the students parents each year. Since teaching each of the subjects for each of 8 different grades was over the top impossible. The teacher arranged the students desks in 4 rows from front to rear. In each row were the students for 2 grades: 1st & 2<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">nd</span>, 3rd & 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span>, 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span> &6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">th</span>, and 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> and 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">th</span>. The teacher passed along in front of each row <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">eaching</span> a different subject and assigning work, and then passed to the next row doing the same. And so went each day and the whole year. Somehow it worked and the students learned their basic subjects. We then went home from school and did our homework at the kitchen table by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">kerosene</span> lamp at night. </div><div></div><div>Below is my fine school pony with my surplus army amunition pack to cary my lunch and books.</div><div><br />
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</div>Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044149131219384307.post-83331360390522245021970-01-01T09:36:00.000-08:002011-09-07T08:16:59.252-07:00FIRST HOME - WHERE I WAS BORN<div align="center"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENobDbPSfI/AAAAAAAADnA/HFYUrjYGzd0/s1600/1st+Home+-+Johnson+Place.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TENobDbPSfI/AAAAAAAADnA/HFYUrjYGzd0/s400/1st+Home+-+Johnson+Place.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Mom and Dad Novinger married and moved to the Johnson Farm, south of Gibbs, Missouri, in 1937. On August 10, 1939, their first child, Glen Novinger, was born in Mom and Dad's bedroom, upstairs at this home. <br />
<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEZA8HV-t4I/AAAAAAAADrs/8sx8tBjkoc8/s1600/1st+Home+-+Johnson+Place+(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEZA8HV-t4I/AAAAAAAADrs/8sx8tBjkoc8/s320/1st+Home+-+Johnson+Place+(2).jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">Frank Novinger & Glen Novinger (1940)</div>My earliest memories are of this house and the yard with a fence, within which I played until I was 2 years an 7 months old and we moved to Lucerne, Missouri.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEY_PiVtysI/AAAAAAAADrg/MrMmpu8uang/s1600/1941+or+42+-++Homer+Johnston+Farm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CBaKnCZayk/TEY_PiVtysI/AAAAAAAADrg/MrMmpu8uang/s400/1941+or+42+-++Homer+Johnston+Farm.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
Frank Novinger, holding Glen Novinger (1940)</div>Glen Novingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04452311290255933983noreply@blogger.com0