On Sunday I had to do a 5 mile run as part of my Half-Marathon training plan, so I asked Dad for a recommended route.

What I got back was great.  The instructions included all these reference points like the “blackberry” park –where we used to go and pick blackberries, and friends’ houses who hopefully have all moved out by now.  I don’t even know how many of their parents still live there.  The neighborhood was pretty static for a long time, but 20 years is quite a while to be in the same house.

Also gone are all the familiar cars.  Short of seeing our former neighbors out working in their yards, the cars would have been my only clue as to who still lives there.  And to the folks that moved into our old house:  It looks like hell!  What did you do to the place?

In some ways it would be nice for the place you grew up to always stay the same, but on the other hand it’s probably best to let a new generation have their fun with it and make it their own, just like we did.

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