Since this blog is all about nurturing the mind body spirit environment and other living beings, let me spew about where it all started, our childhood home and the memories these photos stir up for me, in a very good way.
the colors of the house are different and the landscape had many more flowers, which my Dad planted, namely lots of tulips and rose bushes.
The new owners seem to have taken good care of this house which was built by European immigrants in the 1940s, and provided a loving home to seven of us in our family. There were 3 floors, 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, and a finished basement. The neighborhood was special too - our Grandparents and other family lived "down the street" and many kids our own ages lived up and down the block - so many to play with.
I remember myself and a friend would do a kind of whistle to indicate to each other we were on the sidewalk on our way to meet and hang out together. A group of us would have touch football games in our backyard. We would bike all over the neighborhood for hours. There was a park nearby where we would walk, play frisbee, softball, the guys played football, later, we would meet up as young couples.
Our teenage years, we had parties when the folks were away that included a full DJ, bar, and late night dancing. The signature drink was The Kamakaze - frozen lemon ice - a neighborhood specialty - was the key ingredient.
There were lots of family parties hosted in and outdoors. Settings that included steak sandwiches, or lobster, sometimes both. This house represents lots of love which provided the foundation of our lives established by our parents, dedicated to raising a family with work ethic and shared values. These nurturing moments were so significant that today I'll dream of this house and wake up knowing that we sold it decades ago.
Childhood homes are precious to those families fortunate to have made fond memories.
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