On my way to Baldwin's Book Barn (where I scored not one but TWO hugs from lovely Fred Dannaway who let me take Dominick Dunne's hardback copy of A Season in Purgatory for free because I donated a stack of books) I drove by Amy's first childhood home. I struggle to remember the exact layout of the inside, but honestly, we mostly just rode big wheels down her driveway and played on the swings and jungle gym out back. I was disappointed to see that the driveway is not nearly as steep as it was when I was a child. In my mind's eye it was always a near vertical drop and we'd go sailing down at top speed going all the way into the yard. It's still a lovely home on a quiet street and I was so glad to see it again.
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