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

person to cross the line from watching to helping was Ruth, a widow who lived two houses down.

She came over one April morning while Edith was setting flagstone.

“You need help?” Ruth asked.

“I’m all right.”

“That wasn’t the question.”

Edith looked up.

Ruth folded her arms. “I can carry things and follow directions.”

So Edith handed her a stone.

By noon, the continue reading …