Sometime Sunday night, April 13-14th, Allenhurst Allenhurst had caught fire. Just as Lonsdale, only one half of Allenhurst stands, charred and wet.
Backing up to the former Bridgeton Nursing Home, this house was the only house in the Gist-area portion of Northern Carrollton. This area was beginning to clear out while I was in high school, and was emptied well before our final section. Yet, one white bungalow with its bright red door remained rooted to the scene. You could see this home just off Brampton, a major vein through Carrollton. I remember seeing the owners outside quite often as I’d drive past. They spent much time outside, and although I didn’t know them, they seemed, maybe just by the sheer fact that they were still there, rather defiant. There was something firm and stubborn about them- they didn’t seem to move until they were forced out. Their home was occupied well after the grass grew over their neighbors’ land.
J. Desy Schoenewies
56 Houses Left 
This was the house I grew up in.
It is/was “Asherton” not Allenhurst.
My dad got out of the Air Force in 1969 and I remember walking through the house as it was being constructed. We moved in a few months later. My dad worked at McDonnell Douglas for 29 years.
I distinctly remember standing outside with him when I was in nursery school learning my address by reciting it over and over while looking at the numbers. 1-2-7-1-3. Our phone number was 739-0546. I had to learn and remember that too.
My mom loved her strange 70’s colors and the outside was painted kind of a watermelon pinkinsh-red for a long time.
We moved out in 1979 to west county. For several months our house was empty while my dad lowered the price. Then he decided the watermelon house color was inhibiting the sale and painted it white over a couple of weekends. He also painted the interior white – covering the aztec yellow walls of my bedroom. He painted the front door red.
I never found out who it sold to. My friend who lived across the street said it was a soletary man, but that may have been a subsequent owner.
In the yard we played “hot box,” smeer the queer, spud, streetlight superman, tag, red-light-green-light, and a million other games. We occasionally set up an ice skating rink in the backyard during winter.
It was sad to see this picture, but thank you for sharing it.
-Kevin Ross
Kevin,
First, thank you for correcting me! I was using an old map and assumed that Allenhurst continued through to Brampton… I looked it up again and sure enough, the street changes name at the back corner! Thank you!
Secondly, what a shock it must be for you to see your house in this condition… I am truly sorry. So many people are experiencing the fact that their former homes existed in such a state from this site. Thank you for commenting on your distinctive home. It was one of my favorite subjects and I sorely miss it.
-jami (desy)