I finally had the guts today to go look at the old house in Mactaquac, where my family lived through most of my first 18 or so years. I had wanted to see it for quite some time but was always a little scared, fearing that it had fallen into a state of disrepair...it's not quite that bad from the outside, anyway, but it definitely looked a little more unkempt than I ever remember it.

We stayed just for a few seconds (long enough for me to take a shot or two on my camera), but I really want to go back...I would love to ask the current owners if I could look inside, but I think that might be a bit much...and it's probably so different from when we lived there that I don't want to see it.