Have you ever gone back to your old home town and realized that many of your old landmarks are gone? Do you recall those old, dusty roads (tho we never thought of them as dusty back then) where you walked hand in hand with your latest flame of the moment, walking miles and miles and not realizing it? The neighbors' sheep are lambing and those mean old geese rush out the driveway to make sure you are not an upsetting their routine. Man, those geese bit hard! All of a sudden you start sneezing because a neighbor is bailing hay -- the kind you are allergic to. And our dogs, usually a mixed breed, skipping along beside us because in those days there were no mean Dog Catchers! Now we cannot rush excitedly down to the corner, where the local auction barn smelled of fresh straw and watch the different kinds of animals auctioned off for money, because the "old auction house" is now a Home Depot! And as you kind of turn East to head home you wake up and realize that you have no home, at least not there. The whole field is now a giant housing developement, with cookie cutter houses!
Ahh and have you ever gotten lost in your own home town? The old tavern where you turned left, and the big red barn where you always turrned right are now mini malls!
My grand daughter and I got lost over in Portland the other day trying to find AT&T -- and then a little later trying to find a hospital where I had an appointment. The whole day was frightening -- we became hungry, but which one of those strange looking places served safe food?
Finally after we found the hospital, my grand daughter called her dad and he came and picked her up!
Poor Grandma!
Showing posts with label Part Of Becoming Old. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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