I don't look back too fondly on my childhood. My favorite years were from college until before my Dad passed away when I was 36. I went back to my college for the first time in over 25 years and I couldn't believe how much it had changed. It was the first time I really felt wistful. Another time was when I was looking for a friend from post-college who had moved to CA. We had fallen out of touch and I hoped to reconnect. I googled her name (she had an uncommon last name) and I got her obituary. So sad.