Closeness and proximity reign among the inhabitants of a California bungalow, which makes for a highly livable, intimate setting. In the past year, I have marveled at the ability of our family to grow up and grow closer, neither outgrowing our bungalow, nor compromising our lifestyle. One of the primary focal points of our life is, hands down, the front porch, but as autumn is upon us, the cool nights somehow bring us indoors, into one of the first great rooms from the Arts and Crafts era – a box beamed living room and dining room combination – whose plate rail is full of paintings from family members and children. In the heart of this great room is our piano from which happy birthday resonated during recent Sunday dinners. Grandma Maloney raised eleven children in a bungalow on Hartwick Street in Eagle Rock. As Mike sold her home in the late 1990s, we both wondered how on earth she raised so many children with only one bathroom. Now we know…the bungalow is simple, gracious, and life giving.