Re: Neighbors
Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2022 1:57 am
Still in and out of here. Still reading. Still thinking of the implications. Still loving this.
In other news, I've decided that I don't care about the photo showing here that was originally in my OP. I'm too old for this cloak and dagger stuff and I have no connections there any more anyway. Which kind of makes me sad when I think about it. Here it is:
This is the block I described in the OP. That's the beach I played on as a child.
I'll show you a closer up view of where my house was, too. Our boat was docked right across the street. Lord only knows how much that would cost today.
Go right to left...that HUMONGOUS blue thing is where my house used to stand. My real house was tiny! Almost everyone of those houses has been raised up due to flooding. Picture them sitting on the ground...beach cottages or bungalows as they were called back then. That is not where I was born but that is where I come from. That is where I lived a plain life and knew everyone around me.
I still live a plain life in a way but I hardly know anyone around me.
I've been thinking about the replies and further thoughts on my part. I'll try to formulate them into a post that makes some kind of sense.
Anecdote: When I went back to my home town after a 10 year absence with my kids on a trip back in summer, I parked across the street from my actual house to watch a little blonde girl walking down the street, up my old sidewalk and into my old house.
I was a blonde girl, too. So strange, heartwarming and I dunno...bittersweet and poignant to see that happen!
In other news, I've decided that I don't care about the photo showing here that was originally in my OP. I'm too old for this cloak and dagger stuff and I have no connections there any more anyway. Which kind of makes me sad when I think about it. Here it is:
This is the block I described in the OP. That's the beach I played on as a child.
I'll show you a closer up view of where my house was, too. Our boat was docked right across the street. Lord only knows how much that would cost today.
Go right to left...that HUMONGOUS blue thing is where my house used to stand. My real house was tiny! Almost everyone of those houses has been raised up due to flooding. Picture them sitting on the ground...beach cottages or bungalows as they were called back then. That is not where I was born but that is where I come from. That is where I lived a plain life and knew everyone around me.
I still live a plain life in a way but I hardly know anyone around me.
I've been thinking about the replies and further thoughts on my part. I'll try to formulate them into a post that makes some kind of sense.
Anecdote: When I went back to my home town after a 10 year absence with my kids on a trip back in summer, I parked across the street from my actual house to watch a little blonde girl walking down the street, up my old sidewalk and into my old house.
I was a blonde girl, too. So strange, heartwarming and I dunno...bittersweet and poignant to see that happen!