On Saturday, I decided to drive my new car to Manoa, where I lived as a child and adolescent. David was my passenger. The traffic on the freeway was awful, especially for a non-work day. I can just imagine what it must be like during the week. Thank goodness, we are retired and don’t have to deal with rush hour traffic anymore.
My mother passed away in March 2015, shortly after her 99th birthday. Her house in Manoa was sold a few months later for the amazing sum of $1.175 million. The real estate market was hot back then.
This was Mom’s house, as it looked in August 2011. Click on the photos to enlarge them:
Then in February 2016, the house was removed and I saw this empty lot:
And now a new house is being built by the new owners. This is how the foundation looked on Saturday:
I plan to drive back to this spot in June to see how the construction has progressed.
If you would like to see photos of my old neighborhood in Manoa, do click on this link: