The year was 1997. My family had just purchased a home on three acres outside of Redding. A 2,200-square-foot house filled wall-to-wall with oak cabinets, wallpaper borders in every room, textured walls, and ceilings painted in every shade of off-white imaginable. It was a different era. Kids rode bikes until sunset. Parents simply said, “Be home before dark.” Mullets and mustaches somehow ruled the world, and nearly every home had at least one room covered in wallpaper. Then