This home with its second story door is either:

  • A former entrance to an upstairs apartment (Good lord, I hope there were stairs or at least a trampoline to help people make it up there)
  • The third best deterrent  to solicitors…behind a rabid dog and a chalk outline of a body on your front porch
  • The former home of a clock maker who built an upstairs door for his mother-in-law to come outside to yell at him at regular intervals throughout the day
By the way, as someone who lives in an urban area, I’ve started telling myself that boarded up homes aren’t a negative thing.  I just prefer to think of them as over-prepared for hurricanes should one ever hit Indianapolis.