The one that stands out though, perhaps because many of my earliest & fondest memories are from there was in Camp Verde, AZ. We moved there from Alaska when I was about 3 years old, Josh was born there, and we stayed through the end of 4th grade for me. I made my first friends, started school, raised chickens & cows, stepped on snakes, had my first trip to the hospital (not snake-related), rode our bikes everywhere unattended, got my first of many dogs, and generally had a merry-ol'-time.
Some inside shots below to give you a flavor of the 70's hippie-school-of-home-decorating style we were rocking. Please note the generous amounts of wood paneling, the gold flecked mirror tiles & Little Boy Blue "painting" in the bathroom, the latch-hook wall hanging, etc. Wow.
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