Cherry Hill

Found some pictures on a real estate site of the house where I grew up (ages 0-10) in Cherry Hill NJ. Very evocative!

Front view - my bedroom I shared with Kevin on the upper right.  There used to be those super tall bushes in front of our window that I used to plan to jump out to and slide down in case of fire (fire was my big fear as a child).  Otherwise it all looks pretty much the same!

The view as you walk in.  The red color scheme is all new.  The biggest memory this dredges up is Danielle sneaking out of her bed and sleeping on the steps when my parents had dinner parties.

The kitchen has been remodeled too.  The phone hung on the wall beside the door in the right rear.  Memory for this one (among many): burning my finger on a popcorn popper next to the sink on the left (after being told not to touch it).

Family room, remodeled as well, but they kept the fireplace (even if they've painted the wood).  This was the fireplace where I tied the screen shut one Christmas eve with a piece of yarn.  When the yarn was still there in the morning, I KNEW.

The downstairs bathroom.  How's this for an early memory: I remember asking to use it shortly after being potty trained, and being told by my mom that I didn't need to ask.  Revelation!

The living room.  Piano was against the left wall.  Couch against the back wall.  Ceramic elephant and various chairs to the right side.  My parents used to have bridge parties here with folding card tables.

That's all!  Wish there were more, like pictures of the yard, or my bedroom.