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Mine's pretty boring.
2011. Me, a dog and a cat, in a two-bedroom house in the "South of Laurel" neighborhood in Santa Cruz.
2001. Me, the nice fellow, a 22-year-old son, a 14 year-old daughter, a dog and a two cats (different dog, but one of the cats was the same), in a three-bedroom house in Santa Cruz. The same house.
1991. Me, the nice fellow, a 12-year-old son, a 4 year-old daughter, a cat(the older of those same two cats), in the same house. One of the bedrooms is in a different part of the house than in 1981.
1981. Me, the nice fellow, two year-old child, a roommate I couldn't stand and her wonderful three year-old daughter, in the same house.
1971. Me, the nice fellow, and a shifting collection of roommates one to three at a time, in a three-bedroom house on the East Side of Santa Cruz.
1961. Before or after September? Before: Me, my father, my mother, my brother, two dogs, in a three-bedroom house on the downhill side of a weird little street in El Sobrante, California. After: Me, my father, my mother, my brother, one dog, in an eleven-room house in Powellton Village, a transitional neighborhood between University City and Mantua, in Philadelphia.
1951: not born for two more years.
What doesn't show, of course is the years I lived in San Francisco, the summer I lived in Pine Ridge, the year on campus, or any of the houses I lived in in Santa Cruz before 1971 and between 1971 and 1977, or the first two years of my life which were mostly spent in an apartment in Berkeley.
2011. Me, a dog and a cat, in a two-bedroom house in the "South of Laurel" neighborhood in Santa Cruz.
2001. Me, the nice fellow, a 22-year-old son, a 14 year-old daughter, a dog and a two cats (different dog, but one of the cats was the same), in a three-bedroom house in Santa Cruz. The same house.
1991. Me, the nice fellow, a 12-year-old son, a 4 year-old daughter, a cat(the older of those same two cats), in the same house. One of the bedrooms is in a different part of the house than in 1981.
1981. Me, the nice fellow, two year-old child, a roommate I couldn't stand and her wonderful three year-old daughter, in the same house.
1971. Me, the nice fellow, and a shifting collection of roommates one to three at a time, in a three-bedroom house on the East Side of Santa Cruz.
1961. Before or after September? Before: Me, my father, my mother, my brother, two dogs, in a three-bedroom house on the downhill side of a weird little street in El Sobrante, California. After: Me, my father, my mother, my brother, one dog, in an eleven-room house in Powellton Village, a transitional neighborhood between University City and Mantua, in Philadelphia.
1951: not born for two more years.
What doesn't show, of course is the years I lived in San Francisco, the summer I lived in Pine Ridge, the year on campus, or any of the houses I lived in in Santa Cruz before 1971 and between 1971 and 1977, or the first two years of my life which were mostly spent in an apartment in Berkeley.
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(Rambling about the UK census form snipped for a post on my own journal.)