A colleague noticed that my old house at 117 Heatherwood Dr. is for sale. We moved into it on August 1, 1986. I think I remember the purchase price was $139,600. It’s a bit more now.
I was 15 when we moved in and 21 when I moved out, several months after finishing college. Despite those being some of the formativest of formative years, I feel little emotional connection to this house. There was enough turbulence there that I’m fine continuing to let it fade, my relative time spent there becoming shorter and shorter.
I have to say, it’s a pretty cool house though. There’s a ton of garage/shop space, and it looks like the bonus room over the garage is now mostly finished out. (We just used it for storage.) This was a graveyard of Apple /// computers, Mustang parts, and various less interesting bits of matter when we lived there. There was no drywall, and it was 417 degrees up there in the summertime.
Unfortunately it looks like the whirlpool tub in the master bath has been sacrificed to the gods of perceived currency. The heated tile floor is cool, however. It was carpeted 30 years ago.
My bedroom looks to be a hobby/sewing room now. And I’m pretty sure that ceiling fan is the same one I had (wow, what a lifespan for such a thing!).
It was kind of interesting to step through 50 photographs of this place, more than 24 years after I moved out. But there’s no real nostalgia. Sometimes I think it would be fun to buy my old house in Anniston, or Dottie and Bill’s house on Logan Martin Lake. I don’t have that even 1% for this place; not an ounce of tug.
But like I said, it’s a cool house.
(All photos above are from the Zillow listing for this house, and copyright is as noted on each photo.)
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