And I can take you there.
It just may not look the same as it used to.
The other day I spent some quality time showing a new friend of mine the place where she lived the first 4 years of her life. Notice I said place. It’s not the same home, this being Arlington and all. The lot didn’t even look the same, since the forest that used to surround her house is now replaced by other houses. But it was still home to her, and I was impressed that she remembered so many details of her early life. Sometimes I can’t even remember what I did yesterday.
Yes, her early childhood home in North Arlington was considered a tear-down by a local builder. For roughly $800,000 he purchased the old house, and now in it’s place stands a beautiful new home with the floorplan for today’s lifestyle and the finishes that most buyers desire. Marble, granite, stainless, oil rubbed bronze, subway tile, Viking appliances, etc. It’s all there, and it’s gorgeous.
Nice thing is, the house actually kinda sorta fits into its surroundings, and doesn’t look out of place on the street, where most homes are still those original ramblers. At least for now.
The best part for me in our little excursion was hearing about how the neighbors on the street all used to socialize, how she played with the kids across the street, and how they explored the “forest” behind her house. I could envision the parties that they had, with Sinatra playing on the record player, martinis being served up, and kids running around while the grown-ups had fun.
Here’s a toast to the past.
Photo by Thorsten on Flickr
