I guess this is a personal viewpoint, but it's the reason why I won't go "home" ever again. (After my parents passed away years ago, the house was sold.) I just don't think I could bear to look at any "changes" to "our" house and/or the street--where we knew all the neighbors, back then. When I was a kid, it was rare for anyone to move. We "grew up" with many families on the street, from infancy through college, etc.
Best, for me, that those moments in time remain intact in my memory, undisturbed.
I can understand that.
When I was younger, we never lived anywhere for very long (No Cal was the longest at about 8 years).
We moved from San Antonio, Texas to Huntsville, Alabama when I was 4. We were only there for about 18 months, and then we moved to San Jose, California for those 8-ish years. We've been back in Texas since August of '76.
Don't know about the house we first lived in in San Antone, 'cause I don't remember even the neighborhood or address (will hafta' ask my folks about that). But, I have google earthed the house in Huntsville and the 2 we lived in in San Jose, and they are all still there.
I love google earth (although, not as much as actually flying
)...!!!!!
Huntsville, and both San Jose houses, respectively...
Ours was the one on the corner just below the google earth balloon...
House in the middle...
The lower house with the red roof...
Sorry
, I just thought it was cool to be able to find most of them.
I remember the name of the street we lived on in Huntsville, but, not the address. I remember the name of the street and address of our first house in San Jose, and I remember the street name, address, zip code, and even phone number (minus the area code, it was 224-0297
) of the last house we lived at in SJ...!!!!!
The strangest thing I've ever grown was ginger and I've had good luck with that
