(These are screen shots from google Satellite view)
That brown area is where someone has cut all the trees.
Then I was growing up, that road was dirt like a tunnel through the trees, and the brown area to the left of the road were fields.
Orange square at the top is where my family has a small area at the bend of the Canoochee River (blue line)
The bright red quadrangle to the right is where my sister lives today, the yellow square is a pond a cousin dug out using dynamite before I was born, last time I was there it was still DEEP and COLD
All the red squares and the leftover affects of sand mining.
Nostalgia is a painful thing.
Bridges burned in the raging fires of your are bad
Never to be rebuilt, only replaced with guilt.
It has been so long since I've been held,
Wrapped in the arms of someone I love,
My spirit aches at the loss of that meld,
Memories of home fit me like a glove.
JES ©6/19/2024
(Mama and Daddy when our house was new)
In roaming the woods down near the bottom, you could still find remains of long straight ditches, dug by hand (possibly slaves, more likely their descendents) that were filled with stream run off and planted with rice.
Up the hill from my house was a rectangular log structure with wooden shakes for roofing.
It was rotting and falling down by the time we moved out there and I discovered it.
Within a few years there was no sign of it left.
Nope, you can never go home, but
You CAN make yourself a new one
(Just took this one)
"You Can Never Go Home"
by
Jerry E Smith
©06/19/2024
two screen shots from google maps, modified.
The rest are original photos.
by
Jerry E Smith
©06/19/2024
two screen shots from google maps, modified.
The rest are original photos.