One of the “advantages” of a life spent in cities & burbs is never having to see your remembered beautiful wilderness spot as a used car lot. For me, it’s always been a used car lot. 
However, lately I have been using the “see other dates” feature of Google Maps. I’ve been looking for a specific intersection in Orlando I’ve also been nostalgic for, because it reminds me of unhurried days coming back from the game store. I can’t find anything that checks the majority of the criteria. It’s possible that I’m misremembering it.
But the search has taught me that “see other dates” is sort of interesting as you can see the same shot from, say, 2008. And it’s also taught me that other cities have a lot fewer true “T” intersections than Orlando does. The intersection I am remembering was a true “T” in that there wasn’t any housing development or strip mall across the street from it. The road just ends at a dead end with a wall and a yellow <= => sign, amongst other quite specific criteria.
I thought I might have confused it with an intersection in other cities, but, while an intersection of 2 medium-sized streets where one of the roads just completely ends is rare in Orlando, it’s much rarer in other cities. They usually either peter out into a small street, or have a housing development you can continue into, or run on until they are out of the city.
Yeah but to be clear, those include places I’m interested in going to. Some are where I’ve been, but many more are where I want to go! So many places, so little time…
Using Zillow to see inside the house I grew up in, and it’s been remodeled on the inside. It really looks good, but one change I don’t understand. From the front door you come into a maybe 8x10 entry way, and there is a coat closet off the entryway. They sealed the door to the coat closet from the entryway, and added a door to it that is under the stairs.
The covered porch we put up is still there, but the wood deck my dad and I built is gone and replaced with a flagstone porch.
Looked at the house in Austin I lived at for two years while in university. There is still a car parked on the lawn next to the driveway in the exact same place I put down pavers 35 years ago.
After only two years the pavers were sinking from the weight of the car, so I wouldn’t be surprised if someone is parking there because it is the logical place for a 4th car, and they don’t even know there are pavers underneath.
I’ll occasionally poke around to re-visit a place I’ve stayed or visited to refresh a memory. Just the other day I was watching a youtube video about Cryptid Con in Lexington KY and was reminded of a hotel I stayed at in the ares that had a unique indoor/outdoor heated pool. I pulled up the map to see if I could find it…lo and behold, I was rewarded with a streetview photo. I was quite happy that my google map fu was up to the task.
Ah, you were here for the blizzard and the flood. I was in elementary school for the flood and preschool for the blizzard.
I was poking around some more on Google Maps and realized I can see my car in the parking lot of my former apartment building and at a place I used to work.
Looking at the history of the house I live in now I’m surprised at how many more trees used to be here. And my house used to be brown with green shutters. Now it’s yellow with brown shutters.
If I find a record containing an address for a relative on ancestry.com, I’ll check it out. I couldn’t believe the house my mom lived in when she was in high school in Columbus OH. Seven kids, two parents and grandma lived in that tiny house???
I also found my great uncle Ken’s house in Cincinnati. I’d only been there one day when I was 4 or 5. It had really shrunk!
Actually no, we moved to Ft. Wayne in late Summer '78. Not that we missed the blizzard, though. Before Fort Wayne we lived out in flat farm country near a small town east of Moline, IL. We got hit by that blizzard even harder than Fort Wayne did. Deep snowdrifts cut us off from town for a few days. 
And I recall a less intense blizzard the previous winter there did the same thing.
For the flood, I remember being let out of school so we could go help fill sandbags.