{"id":3929,"date":"2011-02-17T06:13:32","date_gmt":"2011-02-17T14:13:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/?p=3929"},"modified":"2011-02-12T17:34:57","modified_gmt":"2011-02-13T01:34:57","slug":"olean-houses","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/simonburrow.com\/?p=3929","title":{"rendered":"Olean Houses"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Matt, Eddy and Michael recently visited Olean and took pictures of our ancestral homes.\u00a0 Eddy is a great photographer and even though the weather is rarely great in Olean he took these terrific pictures that show the reality of where we happily lived from 1957 to 1968.\u00a0 From when I was about ten until I was a senior in High School.\u00a0 I think of Olean as my hometown and have mostly fond memories of growing up there.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310687\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5440328984\/pa310687.html\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm6.static.flickr.com\/5212\/5440328984_4c17dccc1c_m.jpg?resize=240%2C180\" alt=\"PA310687\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>122 N Barry St.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Our first house on the street behind the Hotel<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310694\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5439726353\/pa310694.html\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm6.static.flickr.com\/5051\/5439726353_bab22812aa_m.jpg?resize=240%2C180\" alt=\"PA310694\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>RFD East River Road<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>When we lived there it was an operating dairy run by the Follet family<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310694\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5439726353\/pa310694.html\"><\/a> <a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310699\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5439727157\/pa310699.html\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm5.static.flickr.com\/4154\/5439727157_8d0ebb5b39_m.jpg?resize=240%2C180\" alt=\"PA310699\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>119 S 8th St<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310699\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5439727157\/pa310699.html\"><\/a> <a class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\" title=\"PA310695\" href=\"http:\/\/simonburrow.com\/\/photos\/photo\/5440329682\/pa310695.html\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" 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