Where was your childhood home located?

When I was born, my parents brought me home to 1148 South Benton Street. I have very little memory of this home except for the backyard and a brick bbq pit located in the backyard. I have a few memories of the basement and a few other things but not many real memories. I remember crawling around the backyard with a stick in my hands and my Dad pretending to be rabbit hunting with me....I had on a hooded sweatshirt and we were "army crawling" around the yard and were trying to sneak up on rabbits that were back there. I remember looking up at my Dad and seeing his black rimmed glasses right next to me and I can still feel his strong arm across my back as I held tightly to my stick (pretend gun!) and wait for the rabbits to jump out. I also remember that our basement had a cellar door access with steps that lead out to the backyard. I remember opening the door that led upstairs and seeing a snake laying on the floor of stairwell. Mom grabbed me and picked me up and we ran up the inside stairs to the kitchen. Mom sat me down and she ran across the street to get our next door neighbor, Bill, to come over to the house and get the snake. I guess that Dad wasn't home or was at work?? Bill was an older man who came over to our house with a hoe and went down into the basement and killed the snake with the hoe. I remember Mom was so scared of that snake....Bill was the brother of "Grandma Lohman" who lived across the street from us and they were such great people and good friends of our family. When I was about 4 or 5, we moved over to 2805 Headland Street. It was a brand new house and was in the western suburbs of St. Charles. I have some vivid memories of being there with all of the huge construction equipment, bulldozers, concrete trucks and construction people all of the time. Our home was at the end of the block and I remember playing up and down the street with lots and lots of hills and dirt to play around. I don't have a lot of memories in this house. I remember Mom waking us up in the middle of the night to come down and watch the Moon landing in 1969. She talked about it being something that we would always remember and she was right. I also remember turning 10 years old in that house. "Double Digits" was a big deal. I also remember that my Aunt Kay and little Baby Brant were living with us for a while and I was so sad when they moved out into a place of their own. The house on Headland had a bunch of water problems and the basement was always flooding. I remember it being a mess and something that my parents hated to deal with. We moved to a small apartment at 4 Dale Court in Powell Terrace when we sold the house on Headland until we could find something that they really liked. We lived on Dale for about a year and I loved living there....There were lots and lots of kids. There was a creek nearby and we would ride our bikes all over the place. There were some woods and we built forts and played outside all of the time. Our backyard was tiny but I have great memories of playing catch with my Dad in the backyard and learning to run pass patterns there. We had four plays that we would run and Dad would take the ball and call out one of them and I had to run the pattern and catch the ball in order for us to get a first down. I still remember all of the patterns in my mind and could still run them today. When I was in middle of the 4th grade, we moved from Dale Court to 1040 Madison Street into a big old house and I still consider it the house where I grew up. Tons of fond memories of that house, yard, friends, neighborhood places and everything about it. I loved it there and enjoyed it very much. I think it was in the summer in between my sophomore and junior years of high school, we moved into the house at 905 Hartford Place - where Mom still lives today. The house on Madison was always a project and Dad had been sick and not really able to work much on the house. Mom was doing most of the projects and it made sense for us to get into a more modern house so that there wasn't so much work involved. Great home memories for me and lots of great times. I did have a wonderful childhood.