You can request Google to block out your house for privacy reasons. I use street view all the time for my job, and now and then I see it. my former house in nova was recently greyed out, but I drive by that from time to time. The outside basically looks the same, as does the neighborhood.
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Same, I’ve always said I grew up in a Wonder Years neighborhood until I was 13. Idyllic. Then we moved to the “north” side. I’d never seen a walk-in closet, which I now had, or a 2 story foyer. I felt like a princess. Then I encountered snotty junior high girls for the first time.
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The address on my birth certificate is my grandparents’ house, and it was my grandmother’s family home before that. It was a duplex and my parents were renting the 2nd floor when I was born (none of my siblings have that address on their Bs). My grandmother was born there, and my father and uncle. We spent every summer there until I was 7 and my grandmother died and we moved to Wisconsin. There were a few kids on the block but we mostly played with cousins who lived in town and we all went to the beach almost every day, walking, and lugging everything with us - blanket, umbrella, picnic lunch, juice, babies (we always had babies). Four years ago we buried my mother in that town and I remembered it all and how to get to my grandparents’ house and to my mother’s aunt’s house and to the beach. That was really my life.
I grew up in a small town and it didn’t really matter which street you lived on as they were all the same. We’d swim in the town pool or at the river, play in parks, walk to school. The street I lived on didn’t have many kids as the owners were mostly older and the kids were grown and gone or in college. One guy who lived a few houses over was in the army in Viet Nam and it was just his elderly parent living there. We were the ‘family with all those kids.’ It was exactly like 'That ‘70s Show’ (really, rumor is that show was based on our town) and we hung out in people’s basements (the nice ones had pool or ping pong tables), we had jobs as life guards or car hops at the A&W or worked on farms especially during harvest, and walked or rode our bikes everywhere. In the winter, ice skating at our town rink was our big social activity - every night, 5-9, outside, freezing.
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The street I grew up on was one block from a busy 2 lane road. As the neighborhood developed and traffic volume grew over the years, more and more cars started using my street as an alternate route. Today no one would dare ride their bike in the street like I did as a kid.
My neighborhood has also seen redevelopment as a result of zoning changes. Houses that I wouldn’t consider to be tear downs are being bought by builders, who are constructing two or more houses on a single lot.
The houses around my sister’s house sell for $3-4Million. They are tear downs (although the buyers leave one wall standing as that makes it a remodel and benefits their tax assessment).
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I grew up in a Levitt house in Hicksville, Long Island. Here’s a photo of my late brother moving garbage cans.
The current photo is blurred out on Googlemaps but the last time I passed by (many years ago), the house looked somewhat modernized.
My parents bought it in 1952 when it was a year old for less than $10k. My dad sold it for $100k as a handyman’s special after my mom died in 1983.
eta: I tried to find a photo but all blurred out, obviously from Googlemaps. The house is not for sale but the Zillow estimate is over a million bucks!
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Drove down my old street a few weeks ago and it still looks pretty much the same as I recall. We backed up onto the high school property with an informal baseball field, woods, and some tennis courts so there was lots of opportunity for pick up games of ball, cops and robbers, kick the can, etc.
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So much in my area N of Seattle is going through that. What was a single-family lot with one house turning into 8 townhouses on the lot.
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The suburb we live in as well as the one I lived in from ages 7-18 both are pretty similar to how they were, except now there are more people having more generations living together, so they are having more cars parked on the street and doing some remodeling (and some are tearing down their homes and rebuilding all new places). Our portion of the street is still all single family homes but further down in the neighborhood and nearby streets, they have rental units as well as the house and some have multi-generations. No townhouses as we aren’t zoned for them in either neighborhood.
For me, it was a small house in North Las Vegas. We spent the better part of our childhood there. I remember the 110 degree summers playing kickball in the street. I remember riding a bike barefoot with no helmet and ended up getting a screw lodged in my foot. The doctor gave me a tetnus shot and a band-aid, patted me on the head and sent me home.
Everyday at noon the elementary school would test the air raid sirens. I didn’t even know what a cold war was.
Our street was the favorite street for the ice cream man. $1.50 for an ice cream sandwich and candy cigarettes.
Another fun memory. Our backyard was a big slab of desert. Us brothers decided to dig a few small holes in the yard. We then took a baseball bat and tennis ball and invented a new way of playing golf. Ahhhhh…those were the days!!!
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You are either much younger than I, or you were in a very high cost of living area! That would have been MUCH cheaper in the 60’s/early 70’s in the Midwest.
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It was early 80s…post inflation $$
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