My Mom and Dad wanted to have a new house built in the old location on Kearney Blvd in Fresno. In order to do so we had to move the old Victorian house off of the building site. My Dad hired a moving company and had the house moved from Kearney Boulevard on to a lot on West Avenue. At the time were living on my parents 3-1/2 acre flower farm, so we had plenty of room to put a second house on the property. Later on we moved in a third house which was inherited from my grand parents peters on my father’s side of the family. The house had to be moved all the way across town, and it was too high to fit under the power lines, but that’s another story.
At the time I was living in the top floor which was a nicely converted attic. It had inward sloping walls starting about 4 feet up from the floor. It was well furnished. I had model airplanes hanging on the wall and I liked it. I figured there was no need to move out just because the house is moving so I stayed up there. It took three or four days to jack up the house, disconnect the pipes and wires, put the movers dollies (wheels) underneath it, lower it on to the dollies and move it across the fields to the other side of the property. I ran a long extension cord to keep the lights and wall fan on Fresno is pretty hot.