My Old Bedroom

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I lived in this building from 1975-1980. That arrow points to my old bedroom. My old bedroom had a small bed, and a black and white TV that sat on a rickety, wooden cabinet made by my dad. It was basically a few slabs of wood nailed together. I’m being kind when I call it a “cabinet.” It eventually crashed to the ground.

Those buildings on the left weren’t there back then. There were buildings there up until the mid-70′s when they burned down. For most of my youth, the buildings stood there, damaged by fire, filled with garbage and dead animals.

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One Response to My Old Bedroom

  1. Tony Burgess says:

    It’s always a mix of sentimentality and strangeness when one is in their old neighborhood and to see where they lived. Thanks for sharing my friend.

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