Monday, January 23, 2012
My Grandma's House
We used to stay here sometimes when I was little- and I had to stay on the dreaded haunted third floor which was mostly rooms nobody ever went in. They were filled with old draped furniture and who knows what! It was a scary place, Grandma's old house... in Flushing, Long Island. Long demolished, which might be a good thing. Looks very cool now to me though... strange.