tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post3266953980311676169..comments2023-05-26T05:59:03.981-04:00Comments on Girl Raised in the South: Houses with the Shine Worn OffGirl Raised in the Southhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589779898471579630noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-52218007223931403232010-01-25T17:29:15.480-05:002010-01-25T17:29:15.480-05:00I've had such fun with the website, looking up...I've had such fun with the website, looking up all our previous homes. The people who sold us our current house - looked up theirs, in a beautiful neighborhood and laughed to see that the satellite took the photo when the trash trucks were on their street - not lovely! 2275 Wilson is gone to termites just as Dad said it would be - lot is completely empty -sad since all six of us were brought home there.Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-56381550144554474492010-01-25T16:50:49.257-05:002010-01-25T16:50:49.257-05:00Wow, Bev. I'm amazed you remember the address ...Wow, Bev. I'm amazed you remember the address of the house on Emile Street. I don't. I do remember the address of the house on Click Drive and the moment I finish this comment, I'm running to that web site. Rob's been fiddling around with Google Earth, but it's not live shots.<br /><br />There were no black families in the Click Drive neighborhood. But there were black families pretty close to our house on Emile Street.<br /><br />It's funny how much the five year difference in our ages affects our memories of those two houses. Yours are those of a little girl and mine are those of a young teenager.<br /><br />Off to check out the web site. xoxoBarbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13078572615133867629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-37214506940458844552010-01-25T14:52:05.460-05:002010-01-25T14:52:05.460-05:00Fonda, I loved that when we sold our house last su...Fonda, I loved that when we sold our house last summer, with our kids all grown up, we sold it to a family with three little ones. First thing they did was put playground equipment where the herb garden had been. Probably she needed a place for them to swing more than she needed fresh basil!Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-35241235359482825742010-01-25T13:29:32.220-05:002010-01-25T13:29:32.220-05:00Wow! That really leaves me thinking about the hou...Wow! That really leaves me thinking about the houses we have left behind and the one that is on the market now. Hopefully, it will find a new family soon and the backyard will once again be filled with toys and the driveway lined with bicycles.Fondahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01403093361011528658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-80201425531963386412010-01-25T11:29:52.502-05:002010-01-25T11:29:52.502-05:00LOVE this thought Val! The home we just moved from...LOVE this thought Val! The home we just moved from, after fourteen years, is now home to a family with three little ones and playground equipment adorns the backyard where my herb garden was - fun to see it changing and being used differently. A nice way to see things - thanks for the perspective.Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08697132925192848110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-43383054348524841122010-01-25T11:10:27.000-05:002010-01-25T11:10:27.000-05:00It is interesting to think of who lives in the hou...It is interesting to think of who lives in the houses we inhabit. My house was built in 1906, and I like to think of myself as the current caretaker, not the owner. We've found bits of past owners in it....even (unintentional) footprints in the basement's concrete floor. I love that a memory of those people will always be there. As Churchill said, "We shape our buildings, therefore, our buildings shape us."Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01285185619015613888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-24915194373286024082010-01-24T22:51:34.075-05:002010-01-24T22:51:34.075-05:00Yes, those deep questions need thinking about, don...Yes, those deep questions need thinking about, don't they. Love your beautiful, thoughtful heart. Seen so evidently in this post.Gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02576409086020993015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-58757062485388608632010-01-24T10:33:50.522-05:002010-01-24T10:33:50.522-05:00Interesting questions, similar to the ones floatin...Interesting questions, similar to the ones floating around my head since I read "The Help" this weekend. It was written about the early 60's, in the decade before I was born, and it stunned me to realize how different the world was such a short time ago. I think you would enjoy this book, if you haven't already read it. It is very thought provoking.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04023662613621208356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176966263550749305.post-9738484272089826522010-01-23T18:52:42.680-05:002010-01-23T18:52:42.680-05:00Amazin! I'll have to try that website.
And ...Amazin! I'll have to try that website. <br /><br />And yes, those are very interesting questions. A lot has healed in the past couple of generations. But there is a lot of healing yet to be I think.<br /><br />I loved reading this Bev.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140530325649071135noreply@blogger.com