I don't have many photos to support my earliest memories, but I searched around, found some very relevant images on the internet, then the stories started pouring out. I'll have to write more - I haven't hardly touched the inside of my grandma's very unique house.
I know you probably can't read this - it's mostly just the things I remember.
I especially love the photo of the trolley - I would have forgotten about that had I not found some photos about "old Newark" - we lived right across from the end of the trolley line, and the screech it made when it turned around is one of the strongest memories of my childhood. That and the train that ran behind the back yard.