I am with Josh R and we meet a kid who lives on Mayview Road, across from Immaculate Heart of Mary church. The kid is young and needs grooming advice, so we’re going to help him.
I say that as long as we’re in the neighborhood I want to go see my old house on Prescott Drive. As we’re walking we see a commercial being shot on a lawn on Crown Street. There are a bunch of animals in cages (lots of rabbits) and cameras and a crew.
When we get to my old house I walk around peering in the windows. The house looks very different on the inside, much more modern. I discuss with Josh and this kid whether it would be okay for me to ask to look around inside. Josh thinks it’s all right and says I should let him do the talking.
The new owner comes to the door, he’s on crutches and is a southeast Asian man in his 50s. I tell him I think about this house all the time and it would mean a lot to me if I could look around. I’m almost in tears I want to go in so badly. He says it’s fine if we come in. I gesture at Josh and the kid and say they don’t have to come in if he doesn’t want everyone traipsing through, but he lets them in.
Inside the house is very different, it is like they’ve completely remodeled. The living room has been split in two, and one part has been made into another bedroom, and the other part has been connected to the kitchen. So the kitchen is much larger and has a counter island and a wood burning fireplace. The newly-created bedroom belongs to the man’s elderly mother.
I walk around the kitchen trying to get my bearings. It’s hard to do because the walls are so different, as well as the finishes. I try to find the spot on the wall where the yellow telephone was hung.
