Two Places That We Lived

After visiting all the relatives, we drove to our next duty station, which was Fort Hood, Texas.  Fort Hood was, and is, a huge military installation in the middle of Texas.  It is not the most beautiful place in the world, but because I was born in Texas, it was nice to live close to relatives.  Bill signed us up for post housing (or to live in a house on Fort Hood).  There was a waiting list, so we had to find another place in the meantime.

Places to rent that we could afford were not very plentiful.  We rented a mobile home outside of town and close to a lake.  There were rocks instead of grass in the very small yard.  We lived there from June to October.  We had friends who lived in a small house in town who moved to another post.  We were able to rent the house.  Bill did most of the moving because I was pregnant.  Amy and I were in Arkansas visiting my parents when he moved us.  It was easier back then because we had very little furniture.  The house was so small—two bedrooms, one bathroom, and the living room and kitchen-dining area in an L shape.  There was a big fenced-in backyard for Amy to run around in.  We weren’t there very long.  We moved into a duplex on post a couple of days after Christmas.

The photo on the left is Amy playing outside the mobile home we rented.  The lack of grass didn't keep her from having a great time.  In fact, she probably enjoyed the rocks and dirt better.  The photo on the right is the tiny house that we lived in for a couple of months.  

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Whoever comes to Me, and hears My sayings and does them, I will show you whom he is like:  He is like a man building a house, who dug deep and laid the foundation on the rock.  And when the flood arose, the stream beat vehemently against that house, and could not shake it, for it was founded on the rock.  Luke 7:47-48