there's NO PLACE like home!
Especially if it's a home you lived in as a young married couple.
Grandma and I took a detour through the country while I was in West Salem for spring break.
We drove past the house they lived in when they returned from Idaho to Illinois.
I'm quite certain someone has probably pointed the house out to me before now, but I don't remember ever seeing it.
The barn out back of the house looks a little more time worn than the house does.
I thought the house looked great!
Then we took one more little trip down memory lane.
This is the house in Olney that Grandma Simms lived in as a little girl before moving to the country.
I'm just sad that I didn't ever stop and take a picture of it before it was recently resided.
I remember what it looked like then, but don't have a picture of it in its original condition.
I know there are many memories evoked simply by driving past this little place in spite of the many cosmetic changes it has seen through the past twenty years.
Yeah, the boat brings memories too...
loud
scary
fast
memories...
I'm too old for all that stuff now. That thing just looks like an invitation to a disaster where I could be the guest of honor!
No thanks.
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