“And since I did most of my growing up here, and have had most of my meaningful experience here, the place and the history for me, have been inseparable, and there is a sense in which my own life is inseparable from the history and the place. It is a complex inheritance, and I have been both enriched and bewildered by it.”
Thinking back many years, right away memories flood through my mind.
Standing in the middle of my backyard I picture an old blue and red striped metal swing set. I would let my imagination run wild while I swung on the swings. "Feet in, feet out," is what my parents always used to tell me. I remember feeling I was on top of the world as I had to climb what I once thought was an extremely high ladder to the slide.
Sadly, now my backyard is old and torn down..I don't even recognize it anymore. With three kids and two full time jobs my backyard is one of the last things my parents worry about. My youngest brother never got to experience the metal swing set, or a full childhood of swimming in the pool. This makes me realize how much this backyard has shaped me.