Then and Now

I told you, a few posts ago, that I was waiting to share part of my trip because I wanted photos to compare, you remember that, right? Well, after finally sitting down and looking for those old photos, I found only one. Sadness. I was obviously not as diligent about taking pictures then as I now wish I had been. So one will have to do, I think.

That one is the house we lived in when my children were born, that big old house in Bloomington, NY.
To the left of the picture is our Great Dane, Otto, standing tall and proud. The house sits on three acres of land, mostly clear when we lived there, with only a few trees and no outbuildings of any kind. The house was old, having been built back in the day when water was collected in a cistern, which was built in the basement of the house. Having a big, open stone cistern in the basement turned out to be a bad idea in the long run – all that humidity contributing to dry rot. I remember many hard hours for the father of my children as he replaced, one by one, the sills and joists that held the house up.

The house now looks a lot the same, color changed from white with black shutters to a dark red with white shutters, the front porch enclosed
but the land around it has changed much. It is more heavily wooded and there are a few outbuildings. Stone retaining walls have been built to contain the slope and the small stream that ran through one side of the front yard (not pictured) has been channeled into a pond. The house is now owned by an architect who spends his weekends there, we were told by a gentleman who does some work on the property and who came out to see what the two old ladies who were standing out front, pointing and taking pictures, wanted. I was happy to see that the house is obviously loved.

From there we drove up the hill into Bloomington proper, to visit the old Reformed Church where The Author and I met – her husband was the pastor of that church in those days.
The church has not changed much, but the parsonage across the street has had an addition put on and has part of the yard fenced in.

We also visited Kingston that day – the town down the road where we often shopped. I seem to often live in a small town where shopping is in a bigger town down the road. We toured the streets, looking for something familiar.


We found little that we recognized. We didn’t remember the town having as many hills as it has. I didn’t remember the little park at the end of the street
or that the Hudson River passed through it.
The Author said that part of town used to be very seedy – perhaps that’s why I don’t recall ever visiting there. We drive around some residential areas that looked familiar to me
but I could not remember the name of the street where the father of my children and I first stayed with his family when we moved from North Dakota.

Trips down memory lane – very little stays the same, but what memories those trips awaken!

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I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 1 dog, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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7 Responses to Then and Now

  1. suzicate says:

    Progress, it keeps us moving on!


  2. Carol — I thoroughly enjoy the virtual tours you share with us!


  3. lisa says:

    Love the Dane! I know why you weren’t more diligent with documenting you life with photos…..because you were raising children!! 🙂 I’m happy to see your old home well cared for. It’s really very lovely. When you first talked about this, I made it a point to go out and photograph the home we’re in now….for posterity!


  4. Heather says:

    As you wandered along your old stomping grounds, I’m wondering if the saying “the more things change, the more they stay the same” rings true.
    Each trip to Ohio to visit family brings surprises like yours. Some things remain largely unchanged; others change largely. Compare/contrast can certainly be fun 🙂


  5. Lisa at fLVE says:

    really enjoy this post and the photos are great too.


  6. Kathy says:

    Interesting trip down Memory Lane. It was interesting seeing both pics of the house. Sometimes, just for fun, Barry and I list all the differences that have happened in our little town since we moved here in 1979. It’s truly amazing–so much has changed. And yet something always stays the same, too. Enjoyed reading this today.


  7. I take a trip down Memory Lane every time I go back to visit my aunt in Detroit. Nothing ever stays the same. Somehow I don’t mind the changes that happen around me as I live my life in Seattle, but it’s always a bit of a shock to go back and see how much change has occurred back there. Turn your back for thirty-five short years and look what’s happened!


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