Our new house, either the fall of '65 or the winter of '66. We were able to move in, July, 1966. I remember being so excited to be moving to such a "huge" house. Our house in Clifton was a cape cod with 1/2 a dormer on top where my parents added two bedrooms. One for the girls and one for the boys. By the time we moved into the house in Little Falls there were 4 of us and my mother was pregnant with Jenny who would be born on Christmas morning, 1966.
I had just finished 2nd grade and I was so excited to be moving. I had no idea what that move would mean in reality. I would be separated from my best friend. The closeness of the community on Elm Hill Road would be something I have never been able to find again.
My parents stayed in the Little Falls house for over 30 years. Mark and I went up to Little Falls and stopped for a peek at the old place.
It has been over 15 years since my parents sold the house. My father would be upset at the state of the yard, I was upset that in the middle of August the pool was still covered. My mother loved that pool and it brought years of happiness to everyone fortunate enough to experience the cool water. I know my children loved visiting Mema and Grandpa and spending hours in their in-ground pool.
In many ways it seems like a lifetime ago that we moved into that house. Although, for me, I can still hear the voices, the laughter and feel the love that grew inside.
