Not that there's anything wrong with trailers. We lived in one back in the early 70s in FL when Petey was in the Coast Guard. It was a great home for us for three years.
During that time my grandparents lived (during the winter) in a beautiful home in the Sarasota area. I remember visiting for the first time and referring to their home as a trailer.
I don't ever remember hearing my gramps yell and he didn't then either but he used a tone of voice that was quite serious when he responded to me.
"Ellen, this is not a trailer. It's a mobile home."
Since those days there have been many changes in the construction of non-stick-built homes.
Ours is manufactured home. The specs are the same if not better and it was built indoors so it didn't have to shiver and shake out in the elements.
It was delivered via truck in two halves, however. A garage was then built on site and attached. As well as a front porch.
When we filled out the paper work with our insurance agency, they had a hard time finding a category for our house.
Nope - not a trailer. Nope, not a camper. Nope, not a mobile home.
So apparently it's going to take a while for the descriptions to catch up.
When one our neighbor went to register to vote, the woman she talked to said, "Oh, you live in that trailer park on 32nd Street."
We have some work to do in spreading the word.
Better yet, come see our house.
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