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

“That makes two of us.”

When he got home, Edith was reading in the living room of their rented apartment. She was 74, with silver hair pinned loosely at the back of her neck and reading glasses low on her nose.

“Did you get the furnace filters?” she asked.

Frank took the deed from his jacket and set it on the coffee table.

“No,” he said. “I bought a house.continue reading …