For some reason, when I think about all the houses we lived in when I was a kid, the one that holds a sense of nostalgia for me is Finsbury. I'm not sure why.
Avalon was the party house; 20th Street was just sort of there (and the funniest memories I have of that place are when Tony took me across the street to toboggan at the Looney Bin (or when we saw them filming Strange Brew there. Seriously! We have video (ok – Super8) of me getting their autographs!).
But for some reason – maybe because it is the first house I ever knew – Finsbury is the one that I remember most fondly (though the funny thing is, in my mind, I really only see snapshots and snippets of memories from that house as opposed to full-blown memories).
I would love to be able to go back there, just to reconnect to my past, to see what it is about that place that makes me remember it so fondly.