I remember growing up we lived on bases in different parts of the country. In this one deplex my bedroom had this Formica-looking floor with black and gray pattern in it so that is always cold hard and what we dropped anything broke so it was a pain. My brother and I were in the bedroom in the front corner of the house on the end of the house with a window on the front yard. We had bunk beds. And then on either side of the picture window sort of thing there were jalousie windows that turned and opened up to let the airflow coming in.
I remember one night after it had been dark for maybe 20 minutes or so I was in my bedroom getting ready for bed. I looked out the window as we had closed the curtains in and it looked like a ghost was in the front yard. And it looked like the ghost was jumping up and down and waving at me! And I remember being so scared and thinking oh my gosh it's a ghost. But it turned out to be one of my friends from the neighborhood and he was still out. And he was having a real good time jumping up and down waving in his way muscle shirt and white color shorts and tennis shoes. It was insane because I thought it was a ghost and I was very scared until I realized it was my friend.
Kinda cool..