My father is thinking about selling his house.  The house I spent my childhood in and I can't help but feel sad.

I remember shooting birds with my BB gun(my first gun[:)]), our first dog that was run over by a car, my mom (died 7 years ago, man I miss her), bringing home my first girl friend to meet mom and dad, and so on.

Almost feels like when he sells the house my memories will go with it.

I'm gonna miss that house.[V]