Traveling back home for such a long time feels sort of like living at the edge of the Earth.
I moved from Warren County when I was 11. I spent my formative years here on my Uncle’s 100 acre cattle farm. It’s surreal to come back after 23 years of living elsewhere to see a small town so different and yet so much the same. Of course the biggest change is in me. I’ve turned into a Southern California Orange County living City Girl.
The conveniences of the big city do not exist here but the area sure is beautiful.
- Demolition Derby.
- Midget Wrestling.
- Monster Trucks.
- Neal McCoy.
- ATV Races.
- Truck and Tractor Pull.
- The Drifters.
When I get bored I go to the “big city” where I went to high school. During the early 1990s there were 22,000 residents. Mindboggling.
My nephew D gets along great with Maya. They really seem to get each other. D is starting to trust me and I’m learning that children with Down’s Syndrome are nothing like the stereotype. I knew this for years after talking with my sister bi-weekly for hours at a time but there’s nothing like learning for yourself. He’s a good, sweet, kind boy but lord alive are 9 year old boys naughty! Good thing I have plenty of experience with naughtiness.
My Brother in Law is doing quite well now. He’s eating, resting, and spending time with his son. It’s been a total turn around from when I first arrived. That makes me happier than I can possibly say.