Originally Posted By DVC_dad I would like to really pitch in on this thread but suffice to say that my childhood home is still there, still has people living in it. I don't miss it at all, but I do think of it often. We have come a long way from that two bedroom, one bath house at the edge of town. I wonder what it's like on the inside.
Originally Posted By ReadingMom My mom still lives in my childhood home in Milpitas, CA. The home was built in the early 60's and we moved into it in 1967 when I was five. I lived there until I was 23. It was a blue collar neighborhood back then and it still is. The outside of the house is fine, however, I haven't been inside my mom's house in about two years. We have her come to our house for everything. When I was growing up everything had a place and the house was immaculate. Since us kids moved out my mother has begun collecting "things" and there is no place to put anything other than a pile. It's a bit upsetting so I'd just rather not visit there but remember what it was like when I lived there.
Originally Posted By TomSawyer My childhood home was in a working class neighborhood in Seattle. Now it's in one of the more expensive trendier neighborhoods north of the ship canal. Same place, but the neighborhood really changed. The house is still there, largely unchanged, but there is a whole lot less parking on the street than there was when I grew up. And I doubt you can still hear the train whistles from the switching yard in Ballard or the foghorns late at night.
