The people who bought my childhood home are flipping it, and what they've done to the house has left me pretty heartbroken. They've robbed our sweet little 1966 bungalow of any charm or character - it looks like it belongs in a subdivision full of bland, cookie-cutter new builds. I hate it. So let's take a look back at what it used to look like, what they've done to it, and what I would have done differently if I were the one to renovate it!
