Better Than the Movie

I've just finished the new book from Joyce Carol Oates (the writer so prolific that she may not in fact be a writer at all, but a head in a jar). It's set in the suburbs of upstate New York, and I realized that while I was reading the parts that take place in the narrator's mother's house, I was picturing the first suburban house I grew up in. I was six; it was a two-story brick house on a corner lot. Then I realized that whenever I read a book about suburbia, I picture it happening in that house. Does anybody else do this?