This old house

An abridged 50-year history of my childhood home

I was in first grade when we moved in. A 60’s era ranch house, drab and beige when my parents bought it in the 70s.

I walked to school on that sidewalk, past my babysitter’s house and the house with the barking dog. I rode my bike down that driveway to middle school and then high school till senior year, when my friend drove me to school in his old red …