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FC: The House That Built Me | Lindsay Reitzel

1: This is the house that built me. | I lived here with Mom, Dad and Deanna. | 110 Hawkdale | Circle

3: The house had a magnificent entrance where you could always be sure of Tucker waiting for you to come home. Deanna and I lost our keys many times, so there was a keypad installed and we were never locked out again. | There are so many memories that this house brought us over the years. If the walls could talk in each room, they would reveal laughter, joy, and unforgettable memories.

4: The mirror in the entrance reflected many events in our lives, such as getting ready for a first date, or going to graduation.

5: The house had breathtaking sunsets and gorgeous views of the mountains.

6: The kitchen was the heart of the home, everyone seemed to gravitate toward it. It was where Mom made chocolate oatmeal cookies, cakes, and cabbage rolls by hand, and Dad recited the same phrase every time he made Chicken Ala King. It was also where Deanna and I decorated sugar cookies for Christmas, and Easter eggs for Easter.

7: Grocery List eggs milk flour sugar apples oranges

8: J O Y

9: The dining room was where we had Christmas, Easter and Thanksgiving dinners. We shared turkey, candied yams and pumpkin pie with friends and family. Every year, Dad would put lights on the Christmas tree, and the shaping and decorating would be left to us girls. It wasn't one of those generic, flashy trees. It had crafts and keepsakes hung everywhere. Ornaments twirled around on their motors and lights sparkled to clapping or music. | At Christmas, all roads lead home. ~Marjorie Holmes

10: Our family room had many pieces that made it complete. We were probably the only ones on the block to own that ancient tape player, and the TV we watched lasted for many more years that it should have. It drove us crazy during hockey games because there was a little black dot on the screen that looked like a puck.

11: We had a place to put our books and pictures, and at one time beanie babies took over the shelves. At Christmas we hung stockings on the fireplace and left cookies and carrots for Santa and his reindeer.

12: When you look at your life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses. ~Joyce Brothers

13: It was also a place where we talked, watched movies, and occasionally caught up on beauty sleep. Tucker would bring his food there so he could eat with us, and Dad would play steamroller and elephant with us girls when we were younger.

14: Our bedrooms shaped Deanna and I into the women we became. I used my walls as one big canvas where I pinned up pictures and designs that I liked. Deanna's walk-in closet was used to play with her horses, beanie babies and littlest pet shop. | "Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you're in diapers; the next day you're gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul." -Unknown

16: Life brings simple pleasures to us every day. It is up to us to make them wonderful memories. ~Cathy Allen

17: The basement was filled with many memories. Deanna and I would play in the storage closet for hours, and yell at the TV with neighborhood friends as we conquered our Playstation games. Dad would be experimenting and creating in his workshop, and friends and family would gather around the fooseball table and play for hours on end.

18: The backyard was a magical place where Deanna and I played games such as restaurant or spy, and ate all of Mom's pea pods from the garden. The fire pit also held many marshmellow roasts.

21: There were many animals that called the yard home. The rabbits ran away when Tucker would bark at them, and the birds would chirp early in the morning, especially on weekends. | "Nature is a volume of which God is the author" - William Harvey

22: There were many other pieces that made our house a home. There was the jacuzzi that always seemed to overflow with bubbles, the stars in the blue room, the well used games in the study, | and the piano that filled the air with music when Mom would play chopsticks.

23: In the years that my family and I have lived in this house, one thing is for sure... I will never forget the good memories we had. | The Reitzels 110 Hawkdale Circle | August 1995 - July 2011

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  • Title: Classic Mixbook
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  • Started: almost 7 years ago
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