tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post6226932971684775928..comments2023-08-25T18:09:09.834-07:00Comments on Wrote By Rote: Tennessee Stomping GroundsArlee Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-75718588125119330922014-08-21T22:07:00.196-07:002014-08-21T22:07:00.196-07:00FAE-- I think what you've said pretty well fit...FAE-- I think what you've said pretty well fits along my line of thinking. I've got family all over so right now my home is the place where I'm paying the bills.<br /><br />LeeArlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-27718543692266627542014-08-21T21:34:38.800-07:002014-08-21T21:34:38.800-07:00Over the years I've moved so much, I'm not...Over the years I've moved so much, I'm not really sure where home is. I guess for me it's where ever I am at the moment.<br /><br />I have a lot of fond memories of growing up, but so many of them are in places where we vacationed or visited family, not necessarily where I lived, that I don't think or worry much about going home. Anyway, my parents are gone, no siblings, only a few cousins left in the old hometown. After Daddy died and I sold the house that I grew up in, I never went back, even the few times I visited the city, I didn't drive down the street where I lived. Better to have fond memories than see what someone else had done to the place. I guess in the end home is where my heart is and that changes periodically. farawayeyeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17578277501054242356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-46104783933350393362014-08-17T21:02:22.141-07:002014-08-17T21:02:22.141-07:00JoJo--A lot can certainly change after 9 years. I...JoJo--A lot can certainly change after 9 years. I guess it would be kind of weird if we didn't see change.<br /><br />DG-- I used to take my wife and kids to see where I used to live in San Diego. They make fun of me for it, but I think it might mean something to my kids someday if not now.<br /><br />Kelly -- So true about it being who you are and not where you are. A person can complain about their community or do something to make it better. The latter is the best choice.<br /><br />Larry-- It's important to have a place to call "home".<br /><br />Susanne-- Schools are an interesting measurement of change. I've visited several of the places where I went to school. In some the changes are significant, while at others there has been little change. <br /><br />Robin-- That "living thing" is the core of memoirs.<br /><br />Lee<br /><br />Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-20164716445107743902014-08-17T16:43:39.168-07:002014-08-17T16:43:39.168-07:00You can't go home again. I believe it.
I sti...You can't go home again. I believe it. <br /><br />I still dream sometimes of the house I grew up in, my old room, etc. BUT I sometimes visit that place and nothing is the same. The house isn't ours (and hasn't been for a very long time). It doesn't look the same, my old street doesn't feel the same, and most of the people I loved best no longer live in that town. But it will always be a living thing in my memory.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-62396460446148727782014-08-17T16:28:12.670-07:002014-08-17T16:28:12.670-07:00I'm fortunate that I only live about an hour f...I'm fortunate that I only live about an hour from where I grew up, but I don't get back to visit as often as I'd like. Over the years the area has grown so much that I'm amazed that I lived there at one time. Even the schools I attended have grown so much in size that I hardly recognize them.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-57366180357008181832014-08-16T23:06:52.680-07:002014-08-16T23:06:52.680-07:00I left the Philadelphia area in 1993, and by the e...I left the Philadelphia area in 1993, and by the end of the decade it had changed so much it didn't feel like the city I'd left.<br /><br />Now that my parents are gone, I do not think I'd live there again.<br /><br />I will always think of it as home, though.<br /><br />DiscConnectedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07013919800637508392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-83970037038297203092014-08-16T19:36:01.331-07:002014-08-16T19:36:01.331-07:00When I was younger, I wanted desperately to live s...When I was younger, I wanted desperately to live somewhere else, but now I appreciate where I live a lot more. Some of that may be the understanding that I would be the same person no matter where I went. I also feel strongly that if your town doesn't have what you want in it, you should start it up yourself—whether that's a theater company, a concert series, a knitting club, or whatever. <br /><br />That said, I love to get away sometimes. Kelly Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01752857506190488860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-61104288100991948872014-08-16T08:16:41.503-07:002014-08-16T08:16:41.503-07:00On trips to my old hometown, it was nothing like i...On trips to my old hometown, it was nothing like it used to be. It too had grown but much of what I didn't like (the small-town-ness)had stayed the same. I cut my ties long ago, only the people of family that are still there keep me tethered to the place. Only a few remain as time goes on.<br /><br />I did take hubs and family to see some of the places they had heard me talk about. It adds another layer to their understanding of their parents' backgrounds.D.G. Hudsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213237734772028645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889973587380183147.post-62419473587193056162014-08-16T06:48:32.706-07:002014-08-16T06:48:32.706-07:00I left in 1989 and returned in 2011 but I did visi...I left in 1989 and returned in 2011 but I did visit over the years and saw the many changes to my hometown and region. I think the time I most felt 'you can't go home again' was when I went back to San Francisco in 2008 for a wedding, after 9 years away. My old neighbhourhood was very, very run down and had changed a lot. That was sad to me. I am afraid I would find the same thing if I were to go back to Washington any time soon.JoJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18165375435543044068noreply@blogger.com