The house we've lived in since 1977 was built about 1960. To most people, apparently, that's OLD! But not to me. The one we lived in before that was a bungalow which we were told was built about 1917. Later somebody told us that it had been built downtown and moved to what was then the suburbs (now also downtown) later.
The first house I remember living in was a Dutch Colonial built in the 1920s. (It had a milk door, too!). When we moved to another state, we lived in a house built in the early '50s - and, since we moved into it in the late '50s, that was the closest thing to a new house I've ever lived in.
I always liked our houses, but as a kid I used to LOVE visiting my aunt! She had built a big new house outside D.C. in the '30s, so it was old when I knew it, and it was beautiful. Then she downsized to a vintage row house in old Alexandria, Virginia. Vintage? The earliest records for it was that it had been foreclosed in 1791!
When you buy an old house, it is said, you're buying other people's problems; however, it seems that when you buy a new house, you're buying the builder's problems! So you pay your money and you take your choice.
I am always drawn to old houses, because I love the idea of a home's already having a history. I love architectural detail, and the reason I was OK about this 1960 house was that it had one tiny little bit of architectural detail, compared to *none* in the few other options we had. (Don't think it doesn't have more now.)
In my dreams I would love to find a potentially charming old house, restore it completely, and incorporate modern needs like a good kitchen, more bathrooms, and more closets. However, my husband responds, "Right - in your dreams!" :^)