Growing up I lived in several simple wood frame houses. My mother enjoyed flipping houses before there was such a thing. Usually it was to get the family out of debt. The rooms in these houses were small, bedrooms had barely enough space to get around the bed, closets were so small they could be mistaken for phone booths. Most of them had no formal dining room, none had more than three bedrooms. Yet we managed and I don't ever remember my parents suggesting that we would be even the least bit happier if we only had more space.The same sort of houses were built in Levittown, NY after WWII in the late 1940's and early 1950's, designed to be affordable with the potential of being expanded over time as the family grew and money permitted.
