It's exactly one mile from the top of our driveway to the entrance to Mae's preschool. I took advantage of the short distance and beautiful day and walked with Nate to pick up Mae from school. We were going to join her class Valentine party while we were there. I had also thought ahead and packed a picnic lunch for all of us to share at the church playground. Our church is the halfway point between preschool and home. When we were finishing up our lunch, our friends Amanda and Andrew (Mae's friend -who is two days older than Mae- and my friend, Andrew's mom) joined us to play. The kids had a great time and played well together. There was a lot of laughter coming from that tire swing. We walked back home and settled in for an afternoon nap. The stroll was a success! I have been wanting to do that since we got our double jogging stroller back in August. I wish I had done it sooner! We all had a great time. I have so many good memories of my Mom walking to pick me up from elementary school. At the time, Graysville wasn't as busy as it's become in recent years. I grew up in Graysville, GA where things were much like they are now in Colbert, GA. Complete with a General Store (The Graysville Mercantile) run by two brothers who had a police scanner at the counter since they were the self-proclaimed "mayors of Graysville" and needed to know what was going on at all times. We would sometimes walk to their store to pick out some candy, a drink and always grab a bone from the in-store butcher shop for our dog. I grew up within a one mile radius from my school, church, home, one set of granparents and a pair of cousins. It was a very safe, secure environment. I'm thankful for my roots. It would truly make my day when I would see mom walking up on a warm fall or spring day to pick me up from the carpool line. There was a pear tree on our way home from school where we would collect a few pears. I didn't even like pears, but I liked the experience. I want to create those kind of memories for my children, and even though they won't remember this day forever I want to recreate days like today over and over again.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
School Days Memory
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That is so neat you live close enough to everything to do that. I wish we did. We live at least 12-15 miles from EVERYTHING we are truly in the country. My hubby grew up out here though and I think he would hate living close to stuff although i like you grew up pretty close to everything too, however since i have lived in the country for almost 10 years I probably wouldnt like it either now LOL
We sort of had the best of both worlds growing up...we lived on a family farm, my grandparents on one end of the pasture, my cousins at the top of the hill across the back pasture and we lived at the other end also connected to a subdivision. Graysville has changed a lot in the past few years. We don't live near farm land but we definately have that "small town" feel. We live about 15 minutes from Athens where we go to do most everything.
I have to correct that we do live NEAR farmland, but not right in the country.
WOW! that's so cool that you can walk to her school. Cooper's at Graysville and the 2.5 mile walk one way would be too much for my crew. We're also lucky to live next to my grandmother, across from my parents and my brother... That 'ol mercantile... I remember the big antique cash register, the gun holster with the pistol inside at all times and the HUGE wade of cash Pete kept chained to his hip. He'd cash my babysitting checks for me. He'd also short change ya if you weren't watching. ;) The loss of those two ol fellas was sad and the decay of the mercantile is hard to watch. I still have dreams of going there and even dream of taking over the place. I guess in my heart I think it should still be open, buzzing with little kids getting drinks out of the antique coke machines or ice cream out of the freezer. Slicing off fresh pieces of meat...it was so convenient. It's sad that there's an old fig tree dead in the window and I'm pretty sure there's still work boots on the shelf. Maybe we should walk down there and take pictures one day. Anyway, Graysville sure isn't what it used to be with all the neighborhoods going up, and the heavy traffic down the narrow two lane road.
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