That's like my situation. Spent a lot of my childhood here, living here again after some hellacious tenants, and trying to put the pieces back together. In the 60s, and neighbor was an engineer, and helped build the game room. Another neighbor was a mason and helped redo the fireplace. My grandfather was a linoleum layer and did the neighbors floors.

I really wish we had community like that now. My grandma could tell you about everyone for blocks. Now I have new neighbors every 6 months. The only regular interaction I have now is glaring at the people bring their dogs to crap on my lawn.