This is where I used to live.
Click here for Larger version if you're into that.

Our estate was a little island between two towns, we had all the space we needed for adventerous tours.
Now, 35 years later, it's all been build full with houses.

my childhood house... where the parents always fought, and the attic always stunk

This is the treehouse, my fortress, at my grandparent's house. I faithfully guarded the backyard in case any bigfoot creatures came crashing through the gate. Believe it or not, not one bigfoot ever got through.
When I was a kid, this treehouse must have been 100 feet off the ground when actually it was only about 10. I miss those days.
My grandparents are gone and so is the tree, but I have the memories.

At home, playing dress up...!
(Hope you like...Hard work)

For the love of God, VIEW FULL! Colors are messed up SO bad on preview. I grew up the most while I was in high school, and I spent the most time in high school on the lacrosse field. Thought this would be appropriate.