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Large Lot Rambler Renton, WA

Large Lot Rambler Renton, WA

18027 SE 128TH ST Renton, WA 98059

$175,000

This one story home is located in the Renton/Highlands community. This home is situated on a large lot! With over 15,000 square feet of land, this property has lots to offer! The front yard is fenced and has an ample amount of lawn, perfect for children and pets to play, roam, and be active. This large lot rambler Renton, WA also boasts a large detached 2 car garage. Do you need extra space to work on that big project? Well, this is the home for you! The garage includes a shop area, making it possible for you to finish any project! Attached to both sides of the garage are two covered sheds. These sheds would be perfect for boat owners or those with RVs. The covered area also functions as a patio and gathering place, so no matter what the weather, you can enjoy the outdoors!

This large lot rambler home in Renton, WA is a one story home that boasts 4 bedrooms and 1,550 square feet.The original home was built in 1958 with 3 small bedrooms and one bath. However, a large master bedroom was added on with a full walk in closet and private bath. The closet in the master bedroom has a very nice shelving unit, perfect for keeping your clothes organized! The master bedroom has sliding doors to the backyard. The other bedrooms  are charming and cozy.

You will certainly feel at home in this large lot rambler in Renton, WA! The living room is warm, inviting, and spacious. The living room also features a nice large window looking out to the large fenced yard. The kitchen in this large lot rambler in Renton, WA has an open design and is attached to the dining area.

With lots of land to roam and plenty of storage space, this large lot rambler in Renton, WA is a great place to call home! Come home to this cozy and charming home! For more information regarding this large lot rambler in Renton, WA please call The Phil Leng Team at 206-409-6600.

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I started kindergarten in the fall of 1955. We lived in the Renton Highlands then in one of those little cracker box homes built in 1942 to house the great influx of people who came here to work for Boeing and Pacific Car & Foundry (PACCAR) during World War II...

Our kindergarten class met in the basement of the neighborhood Baptist Church about five blocks from our home. I don’t recall much about it except a few fleeting little memories that somehow stuck with me through the years. Mostly I remember playing outside in a small field (which was actually a wee bit of lawn and a gravel parking lot).

The boys hung out together and played tag, kick ball, and told tall stories to each other. The girls? They had their girl clan and what they did or talked about remained mostly a mystery to me. I do recall sitting around a big table drawing on butcher paper. Then we’d all take turns and tell everyone the story in the picture. This was one of my favorite things to do. I loved drawing cars, houses, boats, fire trucks, and landscapes with lots of trees where great adventures took place.

I’m thinking I liked drawing (big) houses because my two brothers and I shared the same bedroom. My older brother Terry had his own bed and my younger brother Steve and I had the bunk-bed. I got to sleep on top! My dad being the super frugal practical kind of guy he was bought the beds from Army Surplus.

I still remember the blue & white pinstriped cotton mattresses that sat on a thick wire mesh connected to the brown steel frame with springs. Absolutely guaranteed to withstand any degree of punishment and last until we were all grown up and left home. And, they did!

In those days we spent most of our time outside and were always playing some kind of game. My aspirations to be a big sports star however was short lived. Born cross-eyed I had surgery the year before kindergarten. I have what’s called “learned depth perception” so I was very busy that year trying to figure out how close or far stuff was from me without getting bonked on the head or worse. The “learning” curve, suffice it to say, was steep.

I think that was about the time I decided I was gonna be a genius instead of a sports star. ;O)

All kidding aside, what I got from kindergarten was the bug for the creative process. Kindergarten was a wonderful environment (like home was) where we could be creative, expressive, and social. You could make cool things out of pretty much anything and we were free to use our imagination. As it turned out, it was my favorite year in academia that is until I got to college (which ironically was a lot like kindergarten).

And though “the Man” is often there to remind me life is about money, prestige, and expensive toys. I know that’s not necessarily true because...

"I learned in kindergarten it's important to tell the story in the picture and share it with others."

Tip of the hat to Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need To Know I Learned in Kindergarten. This post was created for the "Kindergarten ain't just for kids!" contest on the Charles Buell blog.

I owe a huge debt of gratitude to my next door neighbor, Cheryl. She was 3 or 4 years ahead of me in school and even though I was a punk kid to her we shared a special connection; we both played the French horn. We also shared a huge curiosity for the changes starting to take place in pop music. I spent many wonderful hours in her home listening to vinyl records on her portable record player.

Cheryl had a friend in England that would send her the latest UK releases. Because of her I was one of the first in the US to Meet the Beatles. She was a catalyst to discovery for me and without her influences I probably never would have explored some of the musical paths I chose to.

Our claim to fame in the Northwest at the time was The Ventures (from Tacoma and a totally awesome instrumental guitar band), and we had our share of local talent like Paul Revere and the Raiders, The Sonics, and The Whalers. We listened to their songs on KJR AM and live at local dance clubs like the Spanish Castle and The Target Ballroom. Radio in those days was a pretty sanitized medium.

Then came the first wave of the Brits. It was innocent enough at first with bigger hair, frilly shirts, boots and bell bottoms. The wave didn’t stop, a tipping point happened, and a few short years later with more attitude comes the likes of Jimi “I’m gonna wave my Freak Flag high” Hendrix…

 

Photo: Kisses for Jimi, The Jimi Hendrix Memorial... Renton, Washington

Jimi showed up on the Third Rock from the Sun in a Purple Haze and life would never be the same again.

I’ll never forget as long as I live. I can see the front room in our old house, the carpet, the drapes on the window, the RCA Victor (super huge piece of furniture) radio/record player console…

I put Purple Haze on rather loudly and my Dad totally freaked.  (Understand he’s a card carrying union accordion player who grew up in the other Great Depression). He came storming into the room like a Field Marshall in battle loudly claiming to God, his only begotten son, and the devil that a very serious infraction to 'life as it was meant to be' had just taken place.

We worked our way through those teen years and my Dad and I found a lot of common ground for understanding and appreciation as time went on.  Bless him, he had his tradition. All I knew how to do was show up into my own time. Now I laugh with fond memory how it was so totally NOISE to him, and so totally FREEDOM to me.

I learned the guitar was not only an orchestra in itself, but the source of an unlimited expressive Sound Scape. It was studio as instrument.

I had the good fortune to see Jimi Hendrix live in concert 5 times. What always blew me away was the fact I knew in the studio recordings he played a lot of the guitar parts separately by overdubbing them. Yet, when you heard him live you’d swear it was all there.

It’s amazing the influence that short juncture in the 60’s had on me. And even more amazing that I sit here thinking 40 years ago yesterday, Jimi Hendrix left us. So much of the fire I still have for life was ignited then and although tempered somewhat, still burns bright within me.

Thank you Cheryl, today… “I’m gonna wave my freak flag high”… for Jimi.

 

Today, about 25 of us from the Keller Williams office here in Renton came together to celebrate the First Annual Keller Williams RED Day. Standing for Renew Energize Donate it is the international day of service by the entire Keller Williams Realty Company, which has over 70,000 Realtors in the US and Canade. The Keller Williams motto of God, Family then Business was seen in the service that we completed today.

We chose to help the Steve and Karen Morris family in the Renton Highlands. Steve retired from the military and became a KW Renton agent several years. He was stricken with a MS like disease, which has caused him to have problems with his balance and lack of strength and energy. Steve was unable to continue his real estate business has been unable to work for the past couple of years. Steve and his family (4 kids) have decided to move to a different part of the state where they could be more self sufficient and the cost of housing was much lower.

The Keller Williams Renton office came together to do yard work, help pack household items and transport several loads to a mini storage plus clean and get the home prepared for sale. With over 25 of us enjoying the camaraderie of hard labor away from the office, we visited, helped out and had a great day. Of course being busy Realtors, the cell phones were ringing on and off as we worked. Business continued on, Two short sales were approved, a couple new listings went on the market, one referral from across the state was received, and several closings happened as we worked along side the Morris family in the Highlands. The best part of the day for me was to see the care that was shared with Steve. It was a nice reunion for several folks to catch up with him too.

After a contractor replaces the roof, does some minor interior repair, puts in some new carpet, we will put the home on the market, probably in a couple of weeks. And we're gonna donate the seller side of the commission to the family too.

Yes today lots of folks in our office were RED - Renewed (seeing old friends), Energized (working together), Donate (yes, time, energy, labor and love). Enjoy the photos (Steve is in the chair in front and his kids are standing around him). Steve has had help from his church ( the God part), Family (today we were in RED) and business (yep we are blessed by the give first then receive philosophy). I think is says that in the "Book" and I don't mean the MREA book or the Shift book this time. Tonight I'm tired and really happy too.

KW Cares is our charity, and quietly we donate to a lot of worthy causes. Today we showed that "KW Cares" for a wonderful Renton family. And as our humble friend Steve said, "you guys are so wonderful". Thanks to everybody who helped, lots of hands make for short work and the Renton office proved it again.