HOMESICK
4205raymond
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Was sitting here with Willie Jr. on my lap watching The Waltons on Me TV this morning. So much like my life in late forties and early fifties. Willie Jr. was licking my hand the whole time and finally fell asleep. i swear this pup can read my mind.
Came to this Socialist State of NY in the Army in 1961 and discharged in August 1964. Never liked this state but stayed. I suppose because i loved my sweetheart Diane so much. I made my living here and raised two wonderful children.
My daughter does not want me to go back to my house in Central Virginia by myself and my health could be a little better. I suppose i have missed my chance. I miss Walton's Mountain and my Virginia so much.
Just wondered if you folks ever get Homesick for your roots? -------------------------------Ray
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I was born in Brooklyn NY. I will stay in Michigan.
Go home... I miss San Diego. (What it used to be) If you have a place pack up Willie Jr and a laptop and visit for long periods
"Independence Now, Independence Forever."
John Adams
The idea of returning to my hometown is pleasing. Having family nearby gives me the greatest joy. In a perfect world, they’re in the same place.
Lady Rae, I like your plan B. If my health gets a little better, i just may do that. I have a real nice neighbor next door. He is a good husband and father, a deer hunter like me and like minded. He would do anything for me. Still , I would never want to be a burden to him or to my daughter. Should I get sick, it would be a long drive for my daughter from upstate of almost 11 hours.-------------------------Ray
@4205raymond you won't get sick if you are happy 😊
"Independence Now, Independence Forever."
John Adams
Yep. There was a period last year where I missed Virginia so much, I surprised myself. The Rockies are where I live but the Appalachians are home.
🇺🇲 "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants." - Thomas Jefferson 🇺🇲
I made Texas my home over 30 years ago, I miss the beach in Ventura and some people, but heck no way I'll ever wanna go back there to live.
I was born in Tennessee my parents moved to Ohio ( yes with me ) I was about 2 or 3 yrs old grew up here
but we use to go south to visit family when I was a kid as much as mom and dad could manage usually a weekend leave Friday night and head back home Sunday evening I think it was about a 6 or 7 hr drive.
but just visiting I fell in love with the country side and laid back life styles ( they were all dirt poor thats why mom and dad left )
but maybe just the call of the mountains and grand beauty of the land simple life styles
as a kid I wanted to move to Tennessee but getting a job and friends then married and then kids along the way a better job i just could not afford to give up now here I am in Ohio still could be worse LOL
I am sure I will kick off living here
I enjoyed the Walton's TV show as well as spencer's mountain the old movie as millions of others did also
I think when John boy would close out the show saying how simple times were and how close every one was
really pulled at out hearts and souls missing the simpler times ( however not the poverty and hard work and struggling part we tend to over look that )
I guess I (or we ) should feel a bit lucky to have experienced all of it , truly a loss for countless generations that will never know
the good old days were really not that good over all
but fond memories over ride most the bad things that we went thru
oh by the way
Goodnight John, Boy 😁
This thread reminds me of lines from a Neil Diamond song. "LA's (in my case Tennessee's) fine but it ain't home. New York's (Arkansas's) home, but it ain't mine no more." By the time I got good offers to move back, my family wanted to stay here (and frankly I was a little torn, myself). So I've satisfied myself with loading up the beagles and heading over to the home farm from time to time.
"Just wondered if you folks ever get Homesick for your roots?"
Yes, every day.
D-R, Your post gave me a great deal of happiness. I wish there was a higher rating I could give you. I hope others can relate to their home life in yesteryear also.
For years i burned up I95 to go visit mom/dad in St Stephens Church. When they moved to Kents Store, I burned up I81 and I64 to be with them and visit Home. Yes there were hard times but the good times far outweighed them.
I remember a day after Christmas in the early 50's that Dad and I got off a Greyhound bus in Fluvanna County and walked a dirt road over a mile in 2/3 inches snow to visit a relative. A little boy was so proud to show me his one shirt that was the only gift he received. I actually felt ashamed that i got more for Christmas. Lord knows what his parents gave up to get that shirt. His dad was a tobacco farmer and was in poor health from emphysema. Use to burn sulfur in a spit toon so he could breathe.
Grandpa was a share cropper and saw miller. Mule got in yellow jackets while he was snaking logs and dragged grandpa from chains thru the woods. Broke many ribs and punctured his lung. He was bed ridden for over a year, twice with pneumonia and spitting up blood all the time.
In spite of the hard times, we went to church on Sunday, went all over to visit our relatives and there was lots of love to go around. I often wondered how I would have made it in life without those memories and lessons from yesteryear. I suppose I was the sum total of all those memories and lessons passed down to me. ---------------------------------Ray
4205 raymond
thank you
I seen more than my share of such things growing up we had very little but compared to my family in Tennesse we were doing OK
when I was about 12 maybe 13 yrs old we were visiting one of my dads sisters he had seven if i remember correctly one brother who died way before I came to be
any way one very young cousin (in the summer while visiting by the way I never seen any kid wearing shoes ) he was wanting a pair of cowboy boots
I was young dont remember the back story but remember my mom promising him a pair of boots as we seemed to go at least every month or two to visit
one Friday night on the way we stopped at a newly opened discount as in cheap shoe store I will bet five dollars at the most for the boots my mom went in and bought a pair of cowboy boots ( which to us kids was a rare thing to get new shoes also )
we got to Tennessee and next morning she gave the kid the boots they were too small mom had guessed wrong . my cousin was heart broken I remember him crying (I will guess he was maybe 5 or 6 yrs old ) he was begging for some one to cut his toes off so the shoes would fit
that has always stuck with me a kid willing to cut his toes off to get a pair of shoes , I do know next trip down mom and dad took a larger pair to him
the old saying look around there is always some one worse off than you always come to mind
and of course the very old proverb I met a man with no shoes and felt sad than I met a man who had no feet
The problem with being homesick is that the old folks are gone... Sometimes I look up my grandparents house on Zillow or Google maps. But some day I'll go "home" and they'll be there.
"Independence Now, Independence Forever."
John Adams
Or, Not sure, think it was Gen. Mark Clark. " Quit complaining about the way my boots fit when I saw a trooper with no feet" ------------------Ray
i want to go back but i cant find the rock i was found under😱
I've never had a DNA test but if I was to ever get one, I'm pretty sure there would be some Salmon DNA in the mix! (Salmon always make their way back home) Was born and raised in northern lower Michigan's Leelanau County. Four generations of my family there. Left home at 17 and after my stint in the USAF, did 7 years in the Detroit suburbs that were close to the wife's family. During those 7 years all I ever did was dream, connive, scheme, of ways to get my butt back up north!!
Now celebrating 40 years living in the place I have always called HOME!
My mom and dad both grew up there. Nothing but orange and lemon trees. My great grandfather supplemented his VA Disability selling Oranges and Pecans. In fact my mom's early years were on a Avocado ranch.
"Independence Now, Independence Forever."
John Adams
Raymond- from a Virginian-
chme, thank you. By birth in Jan.943. Norfolk General Hospital when the U boats were on the prowl in the Chesapeake. Rest of time in Richmond, Henrico, Louisa, Fluvanna ---------------Ray
Grew up in San Diego (La Mesa) on an Avocado Farm. All the surrounding properties were Avocado farms. We always had horses and my Dad and I did team roping. I was team roping and ca;if roping most of the county fairs in Kalifornia as a teenager. Mostly break even at the rodeos.
I got the itch to do scuba diving. I took pictures underwater made my own housing for a Nikon F. A good friend named Gates {Gates Underwater Products} helped me.
I also got into spearfishing. Made spearguns and reels with the help of people from the Bottom Scratchers. Shot some big fish that towed me around for a while when freediving. Mostly I broke even eating Lobster, Abalone. and other fish. I got to where I could taste the difference between Green Abalone, Reds, Pinks and Whites.
I had friends that had machine shops, and I could use any of their machines. But having my own machines was my goal.
Learned to sick weld at home, but learned to TIG and MIG weld at home. Obtained some Ti from friends and learned how to weld it when nobody else knew how to. Machining it was also a learning process.
After I retired from The San Diego Sherriff's Department I could see where Kalifornia was headed and moved to Idaho.
Sold all of my rental property when Kalifornia decided renters did not need to pay rent. Now I make stuff, in my machine shop, for ATV/UTV that I own, and spend my summers in the Idaho backcountry fishing and riding the trails. And visiting grandkids in the motorhome.
Not bad for an old man.
Margaret Thatcher
"There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and statistics."
Mark Twain
Alpine, Not bad, Not bad at all for a old man.😉 --------------------Ray