This is a picture of my dad in front of the house he was born in back in 1931. His dad told me they paid $50 for the house in the 1920s. You can see that the house is tiny. It had no running water and certainly no electricity.
The house was in an area called packing town. Real close to the slaughter house and cattle lots. Not a great place to live if your nose worked. My grandfather worked for Amour and cut up cows all day long. They managed to move to the suburbs at the edge of town back then within a few years.