A Trip to Beacon Avenue

Posted Tuesday, March 8, 2011, at 11:50 AM
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  • I do wonder, though, if a certain L-shaped set of bricks is still in the back yard. Assuming, of course, that is the same house my father once took my older brother and me to visit many years ago. And also assuming my own memory of said visit is even somewhat accurate.

    -- Posted by ididntdoit on Tue, Mar 8, 2011, at 3:37 PM
  • My stomping grounds haven't changed a whole lot visually, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't recognize most anything there anymore. And that hasn't been nearly as long.

    -- Posted by theoneinthearmy on Tue, Mar 8, 2011, at 7:24 PM
  • This is so true.. As much as you like you can never recreate those exact things that made your past.

    Some quotes on that theme:

    " You can't go home again"

    "When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood"

    "Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to"

    -- Posted by BackHomeAgain on Wed, Mar 9, 2011, at 10:41 AM
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