I could not be more thankful for my neighbors, Dave and Yoka Ward. In 2011, I moved into a 1932 Sears kit home in the Old Homewood neighborhood. I was a newly divorced, single mom with a 7-year-old son, ready to begin a new life.
Though beautifully maintained, the house was filled with quirks and lacked landscaping of any kind. I was determined to make this our “happily ever after” but lacked the tools and…
