Grama's HouseEver since she moved out thirty-five years ago I've wished I had some pictures; the succession of owners didn't seem welcoming. But now I could walk past the fish-pond, peek in the windows and conjure up some ghosts.
There was a sign on the front door. Could it be a message from my past? I searched for my glasses and got closer. "Danger. Keep Out. Stay Away. This house was used as a meth lab."
I almost fell off the porch in my dash for the car. So much for the house that built me. (I always knew Grandma was a good cook.)
To listen to the song, click here: The House That Built Me.
(Yes, I do take requests. This re-run is brought to you by Kristina. Thanks for reading!)
7 comments:
I think the house I grew up in (one house my whole life), and my parents lived in for 35 years is in good shape, but the neighborhood has drastically changed. At least we have our memories to preserve the best parts of our lives intact.
this is tragic and hilarious at the same time. more hilarious than tragic, as i'm still laughing.
This is a funny post. On the other hand, I've just posted a piece about grandparents raising grandchildren. Number one reason grandparents have to take over? Drugs. Number one drug? Methamphetamine.
Between the time I was born and the time I moved away to another state after school, my parents and I lived in 7 different houses, all within 12 miles of each other. I doubt that any of them has been used as a meth lab - but who knows....LOL
Gosh.. I've never thought about this before! Thank you! I have been past old homes in the past and always sad to see a tree gone or something changed. I never really thought about a house the "builds you" but I guess they really do! Thank you for the post!
When I drive by my childhood home it always looks so small. I don't ever remember thinking it was small as a girl.
I'm thinking most of us have way more house than we need.
this is exactly the one! i could read it until i recite it from memory. Three cheers for your awesomeness, Oma!
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