Sunday, December 07, 2008


Little ER's heart skips ...

... to see this, the house he grew up in, decked out. It never was so festooned when I was a kid, not on the outside, I mean. (Cell phone pic by Big Brudder, who now owns it and rents it out.)



You know, when my parents pass away, the house I grew up in, the house they've lived in for 38 years, will pass to another family. My heart hurts at the thought. Until that day, though, I suppose I should be grateful.

Thanks for sharing this bittersweet photo.
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