A quiet evening walk around Palo Alto with my son turned into one of those small reminders of why I love this neighborhood so much. Every few blocks, there’s a completely different story — a Tudor-style home tucked behind roses, a charming garden gate, a vintage car on a leafy street, jasmine climbing along a fence, mature trees casting shade over homes that have been here for generations. I often wonder what it cost to build some of these homes back in the 1930s — and what t