The Parsonage Then and Now

In 1958, when I was six weeks old, my family moved from Pennsylvania to Des Plaines, Illinois. My dad became the pastor of the Des Plaines Bible Church, and we moved into the parsonage across the street. We lived there for four years. Here’s a photo taken during that time.

The house hasn’t changed much. Here’s how it looks now.

Looking for a way to pass the time while my daughter was at church one evening, I drove to the house and knocked on the door. A guy in his mid-60s answered. I said, “Hi, I used to live here.” I handed him three photographs of me as a little boy hanging out in the yard and asked if I could take some photos of the way it looked now. He was very friendly, and when I asked if I could take a quick look inside, he did me one better and gave me a tour of the entire house, including the basement. I remembered some of it — my bedroom, the stairs to the basement — although it was bigger than I recalled. The guy’s name was Tom, and he’s lived there since 1973. He shook my hand and told me to take as many photos as I wanted. So I did.

The white house on the left, and the gray house and school building behind it are all still there, as are the two houses on the right. Even the fire hydrant is still in the same spot. All pretty amazing after 50 years.

Here’s a shot of me next to the house.


And on the sidewalk with the church across the street.


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2 Responses to The Parsonage Then and Now

  1. karen says:

    that’s so cool!!!

  2. TimS says:

    I like the matching expressions in the last pair.

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