Ruth and her family had a beautiful home close to mine. She never married and she was a small lady. I was at their home many times. She had a son, Winston, who married and built a house next door to the family homestead. It had a small round window on the third floor and around 1960 some older people rented some rooms. One day there was a fire on the third floor that started with someone's old electric clock.
In later years the house was bought and restored. I remember the big staircase in the first house.