by Ed Matlack
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
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Memories of ones hometown can trigger happiness &/or a longing to be home again!
Home Town Memories
We all have one
We run away when old enough
But, we seem to run back when needed
Like we did as kids, back to mommy
Our hometowns may have changed
Good changes and some not so good
They may have grown or…
They may have new homes, the old being replaced.
Just as in life, the elderly replaced by the young.
But in reality, home is still there, be it just the fact that it is our place to go to recharge.
Or just to know home is always there for us to run away too.
There are always old friends there too, not just people, but places,
Happy places of remembered childhood adventures & playtimes.
Long days, gallivanting through the woods or on the beach or up
and over hills.
Wonderful memories, sometimes forgotten, but always a part
and parcel of our hometown experience.
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|Reviewed by Bobbie Hess (Reader)
|Good memories--a warmness that belongs inside your heart. New adventures are great, but there is nothing like coming home; if nothing else but to drive down Main Street. BobbieHZ|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
now you've gone and done it--made me homesick for my hometown of ontario, ohio *snif* you were safe there, could leave your car and house unlocked, you knew your neighbors, kids could play unmolested...ahhhhh, the good ole days. :)
fine piece of writing, my friend--very much enjoyed *a keeper for my library!*
(((HUGS))) and love,
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
|Ed, another enjoyable write. There is no place like home. I remember my Mother repeating that so many times when I was a child, but not until I was grown did I understand the true meaning and depth of that statement. I tracked all over the place until about 4 years ago, and finally I moved home. I'm so glad I did. Thanks for the memories. Lisa|
|Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen
|So, so true, Ed! I went to all my old favorite places growing up, woods, golf course, lumber mill, river, curling club, etc. when I was back in Wisconsin this summer on vacation, I loved it!! :) My beautiful hometown that I left to go pick cherries in the state of Washington! Sigh, yet, if we don't leave, isn't it different, the way we see the place of our childhood...? Hmmm, you've got me thinking...
;) You have a wonderful style of talking 'easily' in pieces like these, like you are talking to a friend, conversing and enjoying each others company and minds. :)
|Reviewed by Linda Hill
|Excellent Ed. It brought back such
sweet memories of my homeplace.
There's no one there anymore, and
nothing to back too...but in my
memories it still lives abundant
with childrens laughter and good
Thanks for taking me back.
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|This was wonderful Ed, I loved this, brought back some warm memories for me,
|Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang
|Oh,Excellent Ed! And THANKS for putting it in PRINT! (Smile) Nice poem,Brilliant idea about what to write about!|