Just over 32 years ago my family left Iran, our home for almost five years. Living in Iran was very interesting and someday I am certain that I will put written word to the stories I have of ‘growing up in Iran’. Our family lived in Iran from 1974 until February of 1979. Four of those years were spent in Tehran where we lived in the northern part of the city. We could see the Shah’s palace from our house but we lived south of the great bazaar of northern Tehran. At least I think it was. It is very likely that other shopping centers existed even further north. Our landlord was very wealthy and we rented his summer house which was separated by a wall from his home.
All of the streets in Tehran had walls. While the streets had young trees that were fed by open irrigation that ran through the entire city, the walls were looked much like the streets.