Like many of you, Thanksgiving has me reminiscing about my childhood years, the most formative of which were smack in the middle of the 1980s. A time that, for me, was defined by “Silver City Pink” Revlon lipstick, my 45 of “Candy Girl” by New Edition and whether or not I got the front seat in the car. But I have been trying to remember what my house looked like back then. What did my friends’ houses look like?
