Sometimes I get sad because I miss our old house on 1476 Oak Lane
I miss the water fights with 7-up bottles.
I miss pulling weeds in front of the family room window.
I miss running into the mirror in the orange living room.
I miss sleeping out on the tramp in the summer.
I miss the swinging chairs in the kitchen.
I miss looking at my reflection in the 70s wallpaper in the sewing room.
I miss lying on the waterbed and watching the little TV in Mom and Dad's.
I miss getting ready in the gigantic bathroom downstairs with the stuffed boxes of winter clothes.
I miss doing olympic events of the bar in the family room.
I miss helping mom move all the plants into the greenhouse.
I miss seeing the mountains through the hole in the roof out the kitchen window.
Cam never got to go in that house (unless you count the tour we took a year or so ago because one of my students was renting it--talk about traumatic). And no matter how hard I try, I can't really explain why I loved it so much.
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I miss hitting wiffle balls onto the roof and boosting KT and AD up on the roof to get them.
I miss dunking all over Sam in the driveway and then running away when he tried to beat me up.
I miss mowing the lawn and trashing at least one non-pop-up sprinkler head per week.
I miss living in the world's easiest basement to sneak out of late at night (if your room is downstairs).
I miss the giant boulder in the backyard that could have crushed the house.
I miss the balcony that felt like it was going to fall when we all sat out there to watch fireworks.
I miss playing "restaurant" with KT & AD.
I miss playing "have KT & AD run down the hall and me and Sam will drill them with stuffed animals when they go past our room."
I miss playing with the intercoms that only worked sometimes.
I miss hiding behind the bar and scaring people when they came down the stairs
I miss puppy dog rock and sledding.
I miss Laura Beal and Soopy - not really. But I do miss Jan Spencer
I miss playing football in the front yard with Dan during football season. Basketball to 120 with dan in the driveway during b-ball season. And wiffle ball at our simulated Fenway park during baseball season. I would stand the tramp on its side for the green monster and run a hose along the other outfeild for HR's and ground rule doubles. I was always ump. We would use the real line ups of teams so if the hitter was left handed we had to hit lefty.
I remember before we bought the house I thought it was so awesome when the Coombs owned it because when you were on the street below you could just see the heads of the kids jumping on the tramp. The first time I walked thru our house before we had moved any furniture in I got a little disoriented and walked right into the mirror in the living room. I miss Dod richens giving me bloody noses and chasing foul balls. I miss that old air conditioner that actually heated the house up. I miss the cloud room. I miss the view holes in the back patio, i miss always walking in and having stuff going on and people always being there. I miss my room covered with posters. I miss hanging with Dan, Katy, and Ann Dee on Christmas Eve. I miss playing jokes on Katy and AnnDee(playing the violing @ stake conf), I miss starting to mow the lawn and cutting about two stripes down the middle and my friends showing up and I would leave the mower right exactly where it was (that was bad-sorry Dan). I miss coming home late at night and having Mom come down and lay with me and talk to me when she knew something was wrong with me and always being sooo cool. I miss seeing Dad walking home with cool winter hats on (russian fur ball hat). I miss indoor slam ball in the family room with taped up hoop until it gets ripped down.
I really miss that house. sorry this is so long
why don't my comments appear on the main page? Am I doing something wrong? I also want to thank dan for riding his bike down to Sprouse Reitz every day during the summer to get me baseball cards. He would do it for the awesome gum that used come in the package and my duplicates. what a great brother.
If I didn't have a sweet Schwinn Mag Scrabler I never would have agreed to go to Sprouse Ritz to get the cards. I remember riding home with a huge bag of cards hanging from the handle bars & trying to hold 2 slurpees and ride at the same time.
good thing the ride was mostly downhill. Especially on the way home. That is the only reason I would ever ask you to do it. Sorry that I would pound on you for bringing me melted slurpees. I would have let you use my Diamond Back MX-2. But I left it on the front lawn when we left for a week vacation and it was stolen.
It's weird to read the different perspectives about that house. I don't remember before we moved in. I don't really remember any other house but I like that heads above the bushes image. I also didn't know about the baseball cards. Sprouse Ritz is far away.
i thought your bike was a Red Line. We should start a "remember apple avenue link." I would but I don't know how to make a post that will show up on the homepage.
sorry, I meant Red Line, not Diamond Back. YOur correct, good memory Delisco.
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