When Zach Weinberg learned his childhood home was going up for sale, he was flooded with memories of all he loved about living in the house on Halifax.
Mom peeking out the window to make sure me and “the boys” were playing nicely on the basketball court.
Going to bed early, knowing Mom and Dad were still awake, providing a lookout.
Waking up to find my backyard completely covered in snow.
Sitting at the top of the steps, awaiting my cousin’s arrival.
Running outside to retrieve the mail in nothing but boxers, secretly hoping the cute girl next door would see me.
How two of my best friends grew up in similar houses right across the street from me.
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