5365 N Stony Lake Road Jackson, MI 49201
Jackson MI Home For Sale By Owner
All Brick Home on Quiet 3.3 Acres
$157,000
- 3 bedrooms
- 1 full bathroom
- 1 half bathroom
- Ranch style construction
- Single story
- Built in 1969
- Lot size is 3.3 Acres
- Standard Gas heating system
- Septic system sewer
- Has a fireplace
- Part of the Napoleon school district
- Average utilities: $125.00
Enjoy living on 3.3 acres in Napoleon Township in a solid all brick home. The home has an open floor plan with a 12 foot sliding door, double the size of most, which looks out to the property. Through these windows we have enjoyed watching deer, turkey, pheasants, sand hill cranes and families of hawks grow up in the backyard. Continue Reading →
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