On the street where I lived when I was very little we had a small house with hardwood floors. I remember watching the blue light from the TV bounce and shine off of that floor. I can remember sitting in my mom's bed when she was pregnant with my sister. There was a tree out back that had huge white flowers that looked like snowballs. The neighboor would occasionaly pick one for me. The house across the street would go all out for Halloween and I recall being quite scared to go over there. It was a good place at a good time before things would grow too big and fall apart.