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May 29, 2005
Fun is in the air!
I spent pretty much the entire day at my mom's today. We're putting together a scrapbook about the family for each of my brother's twins. It was so much fun looking through all of those pictures. For some reason, there seems to be a large number of them of me as a baby running around in nothing but a diaper. My mom says it was hot and that's why, but come on, have some decency not to take incriminating photos!
The photo that made me the saddest was an aerial shot of our old house from the early '80s before we put the addition on. My cousin drove by there yesterday and said it's been torn down. I grew up in the country (yes, Woodbury was the country way back in the day) and our closest neighbor was 1/2 a mile away.
Back in the early '90s they built an outlet mall right next to us. Shortly after that, developers started buying up all of the land around us. We ended up selling our house to some guy who's ex-wife owned a lot of the surrounding property. He evidently wanted to hold on to our parcel to piss her off. And now, 11 years after we moved, the house is no more. My brother and I want to go and see if they've removed the foundation yet. When we remodeled in 1985, we put in a new furnace and poured new concrete in the location of the old one. My brother and I put our hand-prints in the wet cement and dated it. We'd really like to see if it's still there and we can get it out somehow.
I have a lot of great memories there and I'm really sad to see it go. It was always one of my dreams after we moved that I'd buy the house one day and keep it in the family. I can still remember the door frame in my bedroom and the marks on it for my height. I remember climbing on the roof of the barn and jumping down into the snow drifts. Playing baseball in the back, shooting golf balls into the field (we never would find them all, I'm sure the farmer loved us). My dad sitting in the back yard with his rifle trying to shoot the gophers that were tearing up the yard. Mowing the lawn on the yard tractor my dad had jury-rigged (because you had to weigh enough in order to trigger the starter).
All that's left now are the pictures we have and the memories. Those will have to be enough.
Posted by Jenny at May 29, 2005 12:31 AM
Comments
hey what time are you getting to NH? Cuz if you're here at 6 you better come to the rehearsal dinner - it's a cookout in my back yard and some xtremers will be there!! :)
Posted by: Alyssa at June 7, 2005 08:41 AM