When I was six years old, my family moved from a house on Fairmount Road to a two-bedroom home on Sunset Canyon Drive. As our family grew, so did the house, ending up with seven bedrooms and seven bathrooms. After I graduated from Burbank High School and went to live in the dorms at USC, I still came home every weekend to do my laundry. Later, after graduate school, I moved to Hawaii but still returned to the family home several times a year.
All that may be changing, because last June, my mother passed away after having lived in the house for 54 years. (My father died in 1999.) After the horrendous task of cleaning out 54 years of memorabilia and household goods, the house was put on the market and sold, ironically, one year to the day after my mother died. As it turns out, my husband and I are traveling to Southern California for a conference this week, and all of my siblings will be in town. We will meet the new owners on Sunday.
I know a lot of my fellow Burbank High grads have had to go through a similar process — closing up a family home in Burbank. Yes, we all have to move on, but I can’t help but feel a twinge of sadness as I say goodbye to my family home. Even though I still have family in the area, I wonder when I’ll come back to Burbank again.
As I look over the current addresses of my fellow Class of 1968 alumni, only a handful still live in Burbank. Like me, most of you moved away years ago. We’d sure like to hear from those who are still in Burbank — please contact me (by clicking on the tab above) and I will be happy to publish your news. If ever you have a reason to return, share that with us, too!
This blog is our vehicle for staying in touch with each other. Anyone for a 45th reunion next year? And our 50th is not too far off!