Today, my Honeybear and I went walking around our small town--the town where I grew up—and for some reason, it occurred to me to pull out my iPhone and snap some pictures.
I have lived here my whole life, but it has changed a bit from when I was a child. My Daddy lived here his whole life, and from the pictures I’ve seen taken when he was a child, the change is even more dramatic. I guess I just wanted to document for the children the town of their childhoods. If we ever move (we are discussing it), I know I will appreciate these memories.
This burger joint has been here for as long as I can remember. It sits at the major intersection of the two highways that run through our town, and travelers passing through are well-acquainted with its mom-and-pop-style burgers.
Continuing up the square, the courthouse is a block away.
Across from the courthouse is the dojo where I began studying martial arts in 2002. I help teach here now, and two of my children study here.
There have been many different businesses occupying these buildings in the last thirty years.
We wound up stopping in a small coffee house, which has been here for…I dunno…ten years now?
I love the décor and the atmosphere of this place.
Even more, I love sharing coffee here with this man.
Around the block from the coffee house is our city hall.
And on our way back home, a street from our quiet neighborhood, where we’ve taken many walks and bicycle rides through the years.
