Tonight my Mom moved out of her house. It was the house I grew up in, moving in at around a year-and-a-half old. All of my childhood memories were created in this house. It just hit me about 20 minutes ago; I'll never be able to go in that house again. Mix in some hormones and you have a very sad Alison.
I decided to post a few memories from 920 Centennial Avenue. There are thousands of memories from this house and I will never, ever forget it.