What makes a childhood good? Is it all the memories to look back on, is it accomplishments, or is it something that we all just say that was fun. Well for me I had a lot of good and fun memories during my childhood and here are some of them. When I was about seven my family moved to St. Libory. Our house in St. Louis was getting a little too small for the six of us. My dad would always tell me about the different places of land him and my mom looked at deciding if that where they want to build a house. Most of the time we would be driving past it and he would say that they looked at buying this area. He would tell me a little about it. I remember when our house was getting built that we would come out and visit to see how the the building
