I grew up in a city called Lakewood. It’s been close to 20 years now since I moved away, and frankly, I find myself longing to go back in time.
Thanks to Google maps, I was able to go down my old street this morning. The house is no longer white with black trim, and it has a ginormous tree in the front yard. I decided to do some more researching, and found out that my childhood home was built in 1903. It is now considered a century home.
We’ll start with Lakewood Park, where I spent so many of my summer days.
These are just half of the pictures that I found during my search for Lakewood history.
No matter where I end up, Lakewood will always have a place in my heart.