Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Sound Of The Train
One of the things I liked best about moving to the area I did was the fact that my father AND grandfather lived here. It's nice to travel and live in different places, but I think it's also very special to live in a place where your ancestors lived. The very heart of the city surrounds me with their presence. My grandfather worked for the railroad, and being only a mile away, I can hear the faint sound of the train in the distance when I fall asleep at night. I think of my father and his father before him who made their way in the very same town I live in. They are here with me, in mind and spirit (as I am writing this, I looked up and two big white dogs are passing by.) In a world where people come and go, it's nice to be settled in a place that has so much meaning and history of my loved ones.