This is my parents’ old house. We moved into it when I was in middle school; it was the house I lived in through high school, and came home to during college. It housed high school theater after-parties, graduation parties, and endless hangouts where piles of my friends watched movies and ate frozen pizza.
It was also the base camp for many years of Trica, a 24-hour scavenger hunt, and various moviemaking projects. And a lot of other stuff.
Last winter, my parents bought a house in St Paul and sold this one. I really believe this was the right decision–for them and for our family as whole. But we all still miss this house.
