The house I grew up in was recently sold from our predecessors to new(er) owners. The property was listed on a few real estate websites. What makes the previous sentence particularly interesting is that accompanying the web listing is (of course) pictures. I have not been inside the house that I grew up in for almost 13 years. I have wondered over this period of time, what did the new owners do to it? How did it differ from when I lived there? Amazingly, the house isn’t much different from the period that I lived there. many of the decorative liberties we took with the house are still in tact. Seeing these pictures, though, certainly brought back a great deal of memories. I’ve included of memories conjured up by each of these images (that you can see by clicking on each image).
Sadly, the comfort of seeing that the owners following us kept the house relatively the same is too little, too late. I only know that the house still resembles its mid-nineties counterpart that I lived in because it has been sold to new owners, yet again. Now I face the sad uncertainty of the new owners (unknowingly) not doing me such a kindness.