Shoot me an email and I’ll send the pictures.

I suppose Google and their street-view trucks could be synched into the actual official property maps where the location of property lines is verified by GPS, but that is not the case in all street-views.

Where the online map information is not “hard synched” with official property maps, Google and other online maps use a formula to interpolate addresses between known street intersections.

I have no evidence that the indicated house (the one with the bay window and carport ) is not actually 227 Bradford. Though, the Bing (Microsoft) Maps view at Zillow (quoted by Researcher) indicates the same property as does Google, ie, the one with the carport and bay window.

Interesting!

What can be said about it? It looks like standard construction for the time, in a working-class neighborhood, with 8 ft ceilings and a fairly low angle on the roof. I suppose they don’t have to worry about snow in San Antonio! But unlike most of the surrounding homes, it has the added detail of a bay window in the living room. If that is original, it means that they did something to make it just that much nicer. How lovely.

And on the topic of the post, I had the chance this past week to see a community, including mostly members of the church but also neighbors of other faiths, rally to the aid of my sister’s family when they lost their eleven year old in an accident. It is almost impossible to describe how sad it has been, but it has been beautiful to see all the acts of kindness and love and service. Thank you, Ardis, for linking to my brother’s post. Your link, and the candles and flowers and toys and cards that people left at the accident site, and the mint brownies that the ward members made for the family dinner after the funeral because they were Allison’s favorite dessert, and the Relief Society sisters who came to help clean up so the family could get to the viewing without having to worry about cleaning up the dinner dishes, and all the many other acts of service added up, much like the efforts of the electricians and the bookkeeper and the salesman and all the other people who helped build 227 Bradford Avenue.

Well, it may have been expensive for its day, but with the national housing shortage so acute I’ll bet the family of Leo M. Claypool, its first owners, were nothing short of delighted to have it.

Whew! Thanks for that, Mark. My lower lip will stop trembling.