There are so many places that have changed over my life. The home where I spent some of the most wonderful years replaced by a modern home. The school I attended and helped plant the trees along the edge of the ball diamond, now a shopping mini mall. The school where I taught for over 30 years replaced by a newer building that lacks the uniqueness and comfort of the prior structure. A farm house that sheltered families from the 19fh century and was an icon of a former world now a livestock feeding station. I miss them all and wonder what today’s youth will remember when they pause and look around in future years and realize the thins that are missing stimulate memories and are emotional links to their past.
Dave, it's hard, isn't it? In so many ways, we all champion progress and growth, but we, especially those of us who appreciate and value the history and experience of the past, know how important it is to learn from those who've come before us. Somewhere in that turmoil is a balance that we often fail to achieve. I appreciate you sharing these thoughts and reflections. I would encourage you to record your thoughts and memories; the iPhone's amazing note-taking and voice-recording apps make it so easy to speak your thoughts, and then it turns your audio into text. Then you could share those thoughts with the relevant historical societies. I know I'd love to know the stories you know about those special places. Record it now, if you can. As you know, much is lost when we lose those individual stories. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and for reading. I truly appreciate it!
That shot from the doorway is a quintessential image of what chage embodies.
Bob and I had a timeshare near Colonial Williamsburg for many years, beginning around the early 1990s. Today it is more commercialized, many history inns have been replaced, along with a working farm along the James River that had reenactment of Colonial life that did include how slaves lived. It is no longer on the Colonial trail. The tall winding roads with towering pines have been cut down for more housing. We prefer Yorktown, now, but it's main thoroughfares have been completely remodeled , also.
We still visit from time to time to time, but it's just not the same to us.
I'm glad writers like you reflect on the changes. Change is inevitable, but we can reflect and learn from it in only the ways that those who have experienced it can. Thank you so much for reflecting with me. My kids and I loved visiting Colonial Williamsburg; it was magical for them at that time in their lives.
There are so many places that have changed over my life. The home where I spent some of the most wonderful years replaced by a modern home. The school I attended and helped plant the trees along the edge of the ball diamond, now a shopping mini mall. The school where I taught for over 30 years replaced by a newer building that lacks the uniqueness and comfort of the prior structure. A farm house that sheltered families from the 19fh century and was an icon of a former world now a livestock feeding station. I miss them all and wonder what today’s youth will remember when they pause and look around in future years and realize the thins that are missing stimulate memories and are emotional links to their past.
Dave, it's hard, isn't it? In so many ways, we all champion progress and growth, but we, especially those of us who appreciate and value the history and experience of the past, know how important it is to learn from those who've come before us. Somewhere in that turmoil is a balance that we often fail to achieve. I appreciate you sharing these thoughts and reflections. I would encourage you to record your thoughts and memories; the iPhone's amazing note-taking and voice-recording apps make it so easy to speak your thoughts, and then it turns your audio into text. Then you could share those thoughts with the relevant historical societies. I know I'd love to know the stories you know about those special places. Record it now, if you can. As you know, much is lost when we lose those individual stories. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and for reading. I truly appreciate it!
That shot from the doorway is a quintessential image of what chage embodies.
Bob and I had a timeshare near Colonial Williamsburg for many years, beginning around the early 1990s. Today it is more commercialized, many history inns have been replaced, along with a working farm along the James River that had reenactment of Colonial life that did include how slaves lived. It is no longer on the Colonial trail. The tall winding roads with towering pines have been cut down for more housing. We prefer Yorktown, now, but it's main thoroughfares have been completely remodeled , also.
We still visit from time to time to time, but it's just not the same to us.
I'm glad writers like you reflect on the changes. Change is inevitable, but we can reflect and learn from it in only the ways that those who have experienced it can. Thank you so much for reflecting with me. My kids and I loved visiting Colonial Williamsburg; it was magical for them at that time in their lives.
Yes, we felt the same way.