Living like the Clampetts did before Beverly Hills.
The owner was attentive and the home was clean. But its rundown and shabby. Parking is an unmarked patch of gravel after hopping over a slight indentation on the curb. The curtains are bedspreads and the blinds donât fit the windows. There are animals and trains which awaken you just like in âMy Cousin Vinnyâ. Half the price may be worth considering as a get to, then get away.