October 2009 E-Newsletter
There’s No Place Like Home!
During the drive home, I took a “trip down memory lane” detour in West Virginia. It’s not that I’ve blotted out my birthplace (Charleston, WV) but I’ve always considered Louisiana to be where I grew up since I lived there from age 9 until I graduated from college. Anyway, I thought it would be fun to see the home I lived in until I was 9! So many memories surfaced as I drove through my old neighborhood and saw my old home.
First of all, I had forgotten how steep the hills were in our neighborhood. I was so concerned about the steepness that I wouldn’t drive on several of the streets (think San Francisco steep). The stone parking pad at the top of the hill, in front of our home is still there. I can still picture the old black ’51 Chevy that my Dad parked there because it wouldn’t make it up the hill from the driveway. The woods were still magnificent and I’m sure that the creek that runs by my home is a make believe “fairyland” for a new generation of kids that live there today. The “huge” turn-around where we played four square and kick the can in the evenings is actually tiny – my car couldn’t do a complete turn in it. I drove by my best girl friend’s house and remembered how much fun it was to be there in the summer time - they were the only people in the neighborhood with air conditioning!
It was fun to revisit the memories from my early childhood … although I lived there at one time (and many other homes since then), for me, home is where I am today. And today, it’s New Albany, Ohio and I wouldn’t have it any other way! Have a great month!