This house offers ample evidence as to why architectural gems owned by ordinary people in places like upstate New York have ended up clad in vinyl or aluminum. Prepping that place for paint would take one man a week or two, and to do justice to the architecture with a traditional three- or four-color paint job even longer.

Ah, the long drawn out creaking squeal of those spring loaded hinges, followed by the solid thunk of the two roller spring-snap keeper. If Mom or Dad only heard half of the screen door symphony, a loud, 'Close the Darn screen door, you're letting all the flies out!' would quickly motivate any dawdlers.

According to the 4-H sign by the front door, a then 15-year-old Clayton Miller resided there with his mother, Ira Miller. There was no father listed according the 1940 census.