More than one of the houses that we lived in over the years, has vanished. The place that housed our family in North Carolina burned to the ground shortly after we moved away. The house in Texas where we lived for six years was bulldozed and there’s nothing left but a pecan tree in an empty city lot where that house stood. It reminds me a little of the photograph in “Back to the Future”, the one where the people slowly disappear as Marty tries to amend the past. I definitely don’t want our family history to be erased and I now find myself compulsively going through old photos. For years I have had recurrent dreams concerning the Texas house — sometimes disturbing dreams. I wonder if my dreams will stop, now that I know the house no longer exists. Stay tuned………………..