My time in the Couch Tower was not enjoyed. Living there felt alien compared to how I was used to living at home. I was not happy to be crammed in a normal sized bedroom with another person and all of the belongings we had decided to drag with us to college. To top that off they decided to supply one bathroom for four people. Do the math it does not work. The building has too many stories as well. There were twelve floors If I remember right and that put me at an awkward position living on the fifth floor. To some people, floor five was not up enough to justify taking up elevator time and space. It is also quite an unattractive building in my opinion. The same colored brick covering every bit of the exterior with windows stacked on top of each other. The only cool thing about it was it being shaped like an x. I was glad to move out of that place.

I moved into our current house when I was about three, so it is the only house that I have childhood memories of.  My dad actually built the house himself. Not literally though he still subbed most of the work out. It was right when he was getting into building so he got to experiment a little on it. Even so it still turned out fine.  When we moved out there I was still the only child. after a while my sister came. A little after that my brother came. To support our new family the house had to be added on to. It was neat to me because it was like the house was growing with the family. I also was in favor of it because I was getting a room upstairs all by myself. My parents are currently building another house which I am very exited for but it will be sad to see this one go.

I definitely have frequented this place more than I should have. I suppose I have a thing for blindly throwing money away. I really did enjoy most of my time here however. Most of the time we would go in groups and after it was all done the winners would brag and the losers would say they’re never going back. It is an impressive building especially for where it is located. There isn’t exactly a plethora of twelve story buildings in southern Oklahoma. The lights on the buildings are pretty fun to look at as well. The newer one can even run phrases across the building. I live about twenty miles from the and I can easily see them at night.

Growing up my mom was a kindergarten teach at the Madill Early Childhood Center. The ECC was only for kindergarten and first grade. For the first twelve years of my life that building was a part of my everyday routine. I would go there very morning with my mom, leave to go to my class, then come right back after school. I really enjoyed it there because I had many friends who were also teachers kids that I would play with after school. It was really fun to have the entire school basically to yourself at that age. However, the older I got the less I wanted to go there. By the time I was in high school I hardly ever went there. It was not as enjoyable as it used to be.