At 76, I Bought Back Our First Home for $3—The Mayor Called Our House an Embarrassment—One Year Later, It Was Worth More Than His Mansion

F.E.H.

Frank Edith Hollis.

Frank had carved them the week they moved in.

Edith touched the letters with two fingers.

“You ruined the doorframe,” she said softly.

“I improved it.”

Her eyes filled.

“This was ours,” she whispered.

Frank stood beside her in the broken little house, and for a moment they were young again, broke and hopeful, with nothing but six continue reading …