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Family Time with the Browns
We moved to a suburban neighborhood when I was turning 12. For my parents, it was the ultimate move because it was the first house they ever owned. My dad was elated to have a mortgage, rather than a rent payment. The house was his, ours.
Over the years, we flip-flopped rooms several times. The split level house had 4 bedrooms. One was an add-on to the garage. The only people in the house who occupied that room at any given time were my older brother & when we first moved in, my parents. I never wanted that room - it was in the garage, after all (blocked off by a wall, but still in the garage...).
I had the pink room - upstairs at the back of the short hall, common sense told my parents when they viewed the house that it would be my room. I wasn't crazy about it. Pink (carnation pink) walls & green shag carpet - ew! I did have that room for most of my life in that house. I also occupied the room downstairs & the master bedroom upstairs next to mine, across from the bathroom at other times.
When my parents occupied the master bedroom, they put a small tv (13 inch) on top of my mom's old wardrobe. That tiny little tv was the source of so many fun memories & time spent together as a family. My dad didn't often hush us when we were all together watching tv. Because we did, in fact, watch the shows.
My parents LOVED China Beach. Kind of a M*A*S*H for Vietnam. I wasn't always interested in the show, but I did enjoy just being in there while they watched it. The closeness I felt with my family is what always brought me in there to watch TV.
The Cosby show is probably the most significant memory evoking tv show that we shared. That & Cheers. So many laughs were shared watching those 2 shows & the comments we'd shoot around while watching would be sometimes snide, but oh so much fun! We could pick on each other without anyone getting hurt or angry. We would compare our own short comings with those the Cosby kids experienced. Overall, I think we all took some things away from the Cosby family. That was when tv was still wholesome & good.
It was so much more about the time we spent together, my dad in the chair, my mom, me & my little bro on the bed & my older brother either standing around or on the edge of the bed. I never thought tv shows would be a source of joy, but it has been & whenever I see an old episode of the Cosby Show or Cheers, I can't help but feel nostalgic & want to be back in that room, hanging out with my family. We all live all around the country, so the memories are like a warm, distant hug when I get to feeling them.