My two brothers and I shared a childhood bedroom. which was upstairs, fully carpeted, beige speckled in color. It had light blue colored walls with a window at each end. A set of bunk beds on the left and a single twin bed on the right side for me because I was the oldest. The curtains match the bed linens which was a wild west theme. It was completely absurd. The highlight was sticking my head out the window when our neighbor Ms. Powe would come home from work, get out of her rose and burgundy 4 door 79′ Lincoln Continental, open her gate, and back in through the gates to park it, having maybe max 4-5 inches of space on each side, never scratching the car or rear view mirrors, ever. Then she would look up and give me a thumbs up because she knew I was always watching in amazement.