A San Antonio Family Decided to Move into a Manufactured Home
I was 13 and just about to enter middle school when my parents moved me and the family from downtown San Antonio to a doublewide in the Hill Country.
At the time, I felt uprooted leaving everything I knew to go be around of bunch or corn and cows. Really, what city kid wants to leave the convenience of the city to look at dirt every day. Now that I’m older, I realize it was the best thing for me. I still live in the area in my own Mobile home with my wife .
As a child, I grew up about a 5 mins drive from central downtown and grew accustomed to either sirens, parties or other noises that just seemed normal on my side of town. So much that when we spent our first night in our new double wide my brother and I couldn’t go to sleep until the train passed giving us actual noise instead of the cool still quiet.
At the time, manufactured homes were a new concept to us. What I remember most is all the hard work that it took for us to get the land cleared out, burn the unneeded brush and dig the holes for the fence. Looking back, it was these moments that taught me hard work and what an honest day’s labor can get you. I remember thinking how good it felt to use your hands to create a finished product.
At our new house my parents let me walk, ride my bike and skateboard the entire block. My friends and I got to explore the new subdivision where we lived. I even remember playing football in the neighbor’s huge open field and making my own paths through the wooded areas of the lots.
In the Hill Country just outside of San Antonio, we could have bonfires and huge family gatherings. We had a large family, at least 30+ 1st cousins, so it was nice to not have to worry about parking or the noise level. Even if our neighbors were being loud all I had to do was go inside and close the door. The distance and walls of the home drowned their festivities.
As a kid I had sleep overs and we played hide and seek at night using the whole acre and wooded area as cover. Living in a factory built home gave me so many more new experiences that I didn’t know existed while in the city. Things may have been more accessible, but I was now encouraged to use my imagination and become resourceful with what was available.
Growing up in a Mobile Home was the best decision that my parents did for us. The sense of community is different and most folks wave hi just to say hi. Even while driving you have the country wave to just acknowledge the other person driving the other way.
I currently still live in a singlewide just about 10 mins away from where I started. The community is still friendly, kids still play in the streets at all times of the day and it’s still quiet at night. It’s my first home with my wife and I may not live here forever, but I do prefer a Mobile home over stick built any day.